Fear and anxiety arise.
Fear of time slipping by.
Fear of falling behind.
Fear of being alone.
Fear of future suffering.
Fear of losing loved ones.
Whatever be the subject of fear, it arises.
As a constricted feeling.
It narrows down the perspective.
It funnels down the perspective.
It eclipses everything else.
We can no longer sense/perceive the larger picture.
In these moments, one needs within oneself a voice that never loses the higher perspective.
That no matter what, it will be fine.
Grace is a two-way street.
The same grace that pushes you into the mud also cleans you up.
Its all an act of grace.
And its amazing.
It lifts you out of your own self-created maze.
How does one cope when one has no one to love and is not loved by anyone?
-I don't know
No matter what, there is always no-thing.
No-thing appearing as something.
Turning everything futile.
Always changing.
The I-sense or the sense of feeling separate from the whole is already an aspect of wholeness.
So, take it easy and relax.
There is nothing that needs to be done as wholeness is already the case.
Two forces seem to direct our lives here.
The upward force that leads to subtle perception. This brings lightness and clarity.
The downward force that leads to gross indulgence. This brings dullness and lethargy.
The upward force enlightens.
The downward force obscures.
Almost all our seeking stems from an unwillingness to accept what is as it is.
The present moment of simply being seems not enough.
There must be more that just what is.
What is seems not enough because of the belief that I can do something to improve what is.
That I need more than what is.
The desire for more than what is drives our search.
The possibility of having more than what is causes unrest and discontent.
Chasing more experiences.
Chasing more pleasure.
Chasing more indulgences.
Chasing more feel good stuffs.
Chasing romance.
Chasing sex.
Chasing travel to exotic locations.
Chasing a new career.
Chasing a promotion.
Chasing more money.
Every chase begins in dissatisfaction with what is.
And yet, no matter what you chase, when you attain it, you are back to what is.
The paradox of the chase is that it keeps you chasing.
In this incessant chase for more, what is is always.
We enter into this dream to chase more.
And the ceaseless chasing eventually tires you.
And then when you can chase no more, you fall back into what is.
Always here for you.
