Everything in nature is a transformation of mind space from one guise to another. The rocks, mountains, oceans, and galaxies are constantly being thought, just as much as we. |
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When awareness is completely balanced, communicating with the outside world is instantaneous and automatic. It happens with the touch of thought. |
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By endlessly interpreting the world in bits and pieces, we are losing it at every instant, allowing it to slip through our fingers like sand. To have reality that is whole and thus truly real, one must rise above the intellect. |
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Although each thought in my mind is tiny, it emerges from the trillions of potential thoughts a person might have, and they depend on millions of years of human evolution leading up to the present structure of the brain. |
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The dance of sunlight on the sea, the lush greenness of alpine valleys, the simple goodness of children, the frail hands of an old woman that retain their grace despite the scars of age - all these things exist independently of our moods, waiting to be acknowledged for the joy they in fact contain. |
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What really matters is not the things "out there", no matter how cheerful you can make them look, but the experiencer sitting inside ourselves. Without the experiencer there is no light, no sound, no touch, smell, or taste. |
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Feeling the glory of life means feeling it in yourself and about yourself. You can look at beautiful trees and listen to beautiful music, but these substitutes, however gratifying, are substitutes. The fact that you can appreciate them means that your own inner beauty wants to come out. It is seeking its own kind. |
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Come closer and the world looks much more like a wish, a great desire coming true all around us, with our wishes and desires woven into it. |
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