We all have the keys to our life…
All we need do is put them in the lock; turn them and the door will open to reveal a completely new landscape. In each moment the past completely vanished, just like the wake of a boat.
When I look back now at my life all I can see if the vast expanse of the ocean.
Of the life force.
Huge vast infinite… Lifetimes upon lifetimes. All happening here and now.
And at the same time all vanished into the no thing ness.
Each moment new, a drop of dew. Shimmering quivering with life. And in each moment limitless possibilities for something different to happen.
I am this moment.
I started writing when I was very small; I have lost the original ‘manuscripts’, but I can remember when I was eight years old I wrote a story about battle.
I wrote about the men praying for the battle to be over, and of their prayers being answered, but not as they might have wished; with an arrow through their heart – and they fell to the earth.
It was over…
I wrote about how if you were to look up there was beauty; sun blue skies, clouds scudding… Branches of trees dancing in the breeze; but then if instead you were to look down you would witness death and bloodshed; dying men and horses screaming in pain.
I wrote of how the battle ended, and the men went home to their families.
There were scenes of great joy and scenes of such sadness – some never returned.
Parting and re uniting all at once.
Life death and re birth.
I wrote about the yin and the yang; the samsara of this universe.
And for over fifty years, I have – in some ways – simply written the same thing;
Over and over again
And I have watched the yin to the yang reflected outwards in my life, as I swung with the polarity of this existence, until I could fully experience the silence beyond the duality, and so help others free themselves from fear.
Fear stops us from truly living and truly loving
In perfect love there is no fear