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Something Broke in Me

August 7, 2017 by admin 1 Comment

I feel like I’ve come out of the closet….the long cold closet where I have hiding for all my life. Yes, all my 80 year-old life. For me the closet was deep, one of those big walk-in closets where you could live if you had to, and I did. Something broke in me. You can tell when something breaks. What had tied you up no longer ties you up. You can move your arms and you body and your voice speaks from a new place, a place that is clear and clean and true. You are You.

My external world, my world of history, my world of time is like a play, a treasure hunt full of obstacles and traps, but they are all metaphors that point to the timeless within, that Freedom from in that has no form and no time. And yet there is still time, and the world is real, yet from the timeless the world of time isn’t unreal; yet from time it is real. The world is real/unreal. We have to hold these opposites, these contradictions together as one, yet two. When we can hold the paradox, when we can hold the mystery with believing or not believing, without going towards or running away…when we can hold the logical contradiction and do nothing with it but sit with it—like we sit with a dying person—something unpredictable happens. Your life happens. Your timeless dimension opens up.

Now your reference for meaning shifts from time and form and history, past and future, to the timeless Now within you as you. Wherever you go in time, with the timeless as your reference you are grounded in fearlessness and deaths, because fear and death are the laws of time. But the Laws of Timeless are your Buddha or Christ nature. Words don’t matter in the timeless state because all forms are sucked into the timeless like houses in a sink hole. Timelessness is a Sink Hole. That what we love to see sink holes opening up in Florida because they are metaphors for the timeless within us. The Christ within us.

So like a Shaman I don’t speak from institutional authority as a priest or the authority of the good book by a minister. I speak from the authority of my own experience. This was the third test of the Buddha by Mara the Mind of Time. By what authority do you speak? The Buddha pointed to the earth…to the Now of this moment.

If you want to fall into the timeless you have to see the world as metaphor…as the secret finger pointing to your own timelessness in the heart. Can you be like Indiana Jones and read the code of the treasure map?

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  1. JLakis says

    August 9, 2017 at 8:25 pm

    Ahh, my friend, good to read your words again. I’ve been feasting too much on the terrors of our world. I only have half the time as you on this spinning rock hurtling through space-time. I hope I have the luck of your longevity.

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