The incense is out the light and stem are gone yet the silhouette of smoke still rising making unique shapes that embrace and fill the emptiness around it, as the smoke lifts and fades, still, there is the faint aromas that pique the senses to remind me of the space that I choose to work on my cushion. The drums and flutes now quiet sounds have stopped yet space has shifted and the vibrations I imbued in me still continue, and a knowing that the empty places carry the vibration and perhaps this vibration has no end and possibly no beginning more of a continuation and carry with it the intentions I created. The intention to know who I am, to unfold, break free of the illusions that bound me to understand myself and enter into the mastery of me. “You can not unring a bell.” The vibration of what was transformed into what is, the smoke and smell perhaps equate to the essence of who we really are the formless encompassing the form. One not any less real than the other, one more veiled in the inherited identity through beliefs and cultural programming, certainly one more permanent than the other which is formless to bring both into the space of this existence as a complementary factor to the other, another perspective of Yin and Yang.
The intention to know who I am, to unfold, break free of the illusions that bound me to understand myself and enter into the mastery of me.
“As within so without.” Hermes Trismigistus
The impermanence of the form, ideas, ideals, beliefs and truth as it unfolds into a constant recycling of the old as we progress little by little until we break the cycle and still at times we prefer the familiar and return to it until I/we learn to lean into the fears that limit me/my connection to others and to myself, embracing and allowing the pain and discomfort that has tempered me. Often times we set boundaries often hoping to sculpt the people in our lives to keep us safe from our fears or our past traumas that unless an imminent danger that is real and present to our physical safety, these fears and traumas are mostly realized and created through the eyes of a child. To go deep and sit to understand me is my practice these are the true gifts of adversity self-created or not
The constant unfolding shifting form and formless into physicality, the impermanence of the form, thoughts, actions, ideas, ideals, beliefs and truth as it unfolds into a constant recycling of the old as we progress little by little until we break the cycle and still at times we prefer the familiar and return to it until I/we learn to lean into the fears that limit me my connection to others and to myself, embracing and allowing the pain and discomfort that has tempered me. Often times we set boundaries often hoping to sculpt the people in our lives or create a box for them to exist in hoping to keep us safe from our fears or our past traumas that we won’t relive them and in most certain ways they reappear disguised in another way to say “let’s try this again shall we” that unless this danger is real and present and threatens our physical safety or is abusive in some way.
Mostly these repeat offenders that enter our lives as we say “why does this keep happening to me” are mostly wounds realized and created through the eyes of a child or trauma we experienced. Go deep and sit to understand me and unfold these falsities in my life is my practice these are the true gifts of adversity self-created or not I could not see into the sadness or sorrow or anger for what it was gifting me.
As you speak to your boundaries and say “what you did triggers me in Blank” area of my life, and you can run for the hills and justify, defend and excuse your position that your boundary was crossed, or sit and examine your teacher to unfold the truth about you/me sit in discomfort allow, feel, grow and come to know that you/I can not experience your happiness without the despair and vice versa do you have an attachment to being happy are you always thinking I need to be happy? Then it can only come to having an attachment to feeling of sadness if nothing more than by design.
Breaking the mask we wear chipping away at the illusion and judgments we have mostly about ourselves and others opening the space of awareness of self, flows into the awareness of others. There is no separation here of the two. It’s where I go not to escape discomfort and pain but to learn to be with discomfort and explore it as a great wise teacher knowing that it causes me to grow and expand in empathy and compassion.
My meditation my contemplation’s this is my practice my truth my realizations it cannot be defined as it will always change as I grow this is guaranteed
. Take what you like and leave the rest.
Jorgen Olsen
MU~KI
