WaveInTheOcean

Pointing out that people, who are trying to be self-less, are actually acting from a place of ego/inadequacy/selfishness, is just another attempt of the spiritual ego to feel superior, one-upmanship, to try to put itself in a better position in a very, very sneaky, subtle way. Divine Play. You can never not play. Lila. One-upmanship. Self-deception 101. "On the surface level the action will appear as selflessness but deep down it's just the ego attempting to fulfil its endless requirements of needing to feel special." Yes. But even deeper down still: it's just God playing around with Himself! (Hide'n'Seek seems to be the favorite game in God-town at the moment.) Love. Play. Imagination. God. Lila. Consciousness. Eternity. Infinity. God has nothing better to do than to play infinite kind of games with Herself for eternity. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ????☯️ ? ?️???♾️ ▶️ ⏯️ ⏸️ ▶️ ☯️☯️☯️?????? ??? ??? ?????️♾️♾️♾️? ✨ "Liberation has nothing to do with being a better person." Hah - I don't disagree with this statement. But I don't agree fully either. ( Non-duality, bro ? Balance ??? The golden mean ? ♎ ⚖️ ☯️ ? ? ) You see; notice how you/the ego (maybe) is using this statement to justify continuing subtle forms of 'devilry'. Still being with a little-toe in Maya. In a subtle way. Not wanting to fully let go of selfishness, devilry. Still wanting to sleep a little longer. Swim a little longer around in ignorance, continuing exploiting, drinking the never-ending wine bottle of life (and of course, simultaneously inflicting pain to self & others: Self (The Self-Less Self)). It takes immense amounts of Self-suffering to fully wake up. Suffering is the method (the way through) for God to wake Himself up. To become FULLY free of this never-ending circle of suffering (Samsara) is the ONLY carrot God has to motivate Himself to try to wake fully up from Her slumber. One could say, that if liberation/enlightenment/spirituality/waking up has nothing to do with self-development/-actualization/becoming a better (the best) version of oneself, then what the fuck is the point of it all? Right? You see how you -- rather obviously I'd say -- are denying / repressing / suppressing the earthly life & your humanity by saying this? This is spiritual bypassing / spiritual ego in a very sneaky subtle form. You're a real artist, you know ;+). ????????❤️ There is but one rule in life: Be (fucking) kind. (And remember to breathe!) Treat others like you yourself would like to be treated. "It is more blessed to give than to receive." "Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself." "Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap." Your 'deeds' will *repay* you in 'kind' ! -------------- 'It is by going down into the abyss that we recover the treasures of life. Where you stumble, there lies your treasure. The very cave you are afraid to enter turns out to be the source of what you are looking for. ' - Joseph Campbell ---------------- "I don’t care how spiritual you are. How long you can melt in the sweat lodge. How many peyote or ayahuasca journeys that have blown your mind, how many master plant dietas you’ve done or how well you can hold crow pose. I don’t care what planets fall in what houses on your birth chart, or how “silent” your meditation is. I don’t care how many crystals you have or how long you’ve gone without sugar, salt, spices or sex or how vegan your diet is. I want to know how human you are. Can you sit at the feet of the dying despite the discomfort? Can you be with your grief, or mine, without trying to advise, fix or maintain it? I want to know that you can show up at the table no matter how shiny, chakra- aligned or complete you are- or not. Can you hold loving space for your beloveds in the depths of your own healing without trying to be big? It doesn’t flatter me how many online healing trainings you have, that you live in the desert, forest or in a log cabin, or that you’ve mastered the art of tantra. What turns me on is busy hands. Planting roots. That despite how tired you are, you make that phone call, you board that plane, you love your children, you feed your family. I have no interest in how well you can ascend to 5D, astral travel or have out of body sex. I want to see how beautifully you integrate into ordinary reality with your unique magic, how you find beauty and gratitude in what’s surrounding you, and how present you can be in your relationships. How do you hold the ones you love in the midst of conflict? How do you take responsibility for your part? How do you make amends? I want to know that you can show up and do the hard and holy things on this gorgeously messy Earth. I want to see that you can be sincere, grounded and compassionate as equally as you are empowered, fiery and magnetic. I want to know that even during your achievements, you can step back and be humble enough to still be a student. What’s beautiful and sexy and authentic is how well you can continue to celebrate others no matter how advanced you’ve become. What’s truly flattering is how much you can give despite how full you’ve made yourself. What’s honestly valuable is how f***ing better of a human you can be, in a world that is high off of spiritual materialism and jumping the next escape goat for “freedom.” At the end of the day I don’t care how brave you are. How productive, how popular, how enlightened you are. At the end of the day, I want to know that you were kind. That you were real. I want to know that you can step down from the pedestal from time to time to kiss the earth and let your hair get dirty and your feet get muddy, and join the dance with us all." - A modern day call to shifting from spiritual consumerism to returning to human kind… heart inspired by Oriah Mountain Dreamer’s, The Invitation, by Taylor Rose Godfrey. ----------- "Looking at a sunset, just for a second you forget your separateness: you are the sunset. That is the moment when you feel the beauty of it. But the moment you say that it is a beautiful sunset, you are no longer feeling it; you have come back to your separate, enclosed entity of the ego. Now the mind is speaking. And this is one of the mysteries, that the mind can speak, and knows nothing; and the heart knows everything, and cannot speak. Perhaps to know too much makes it difficult to speak; the mind knows so little, it is possible for it to speak..." - Osho Love ya! ❤️

Top tier reply as always great Nahm ????? Also a good one.? Beautiful. Matt Kahn is some of the universe's finest juice in town ??? ?????????

This is such a spiritual bypass post imo ? Tell me something that is real, show me something that is real. Please, VEGAN! ?? ❤️❤️????????????♾️???️☔?️☀️??

Read https://theenneagramatwork.com/type-4-romantic http://enneagramschoolofawakening.org/new-blog/2020/3/22/enneagram-type-4 You're welcome. You could be a type 1 or 3 as well. But this sounds like a type 4 to me. Enneagram is great, really. A key to greater understanding & freedom from old modes of self-survival ?⚖️??️?☀️☯️??

Tell me/show me something that is not super-mind (i.e. magic, imagination, God, Consciousness, Love). What is hindering you from seeing the magic of existence is your clinging to old conditioned ways of (social) survival.

It's beautiful and absolute divine magic in its most intense form to create an other human being, isn't it? I suppose you don't see the purpose of it right now, cos you're a man with a somewhat pessimistic outlook on the human society/condition; and that you yourself don't feel whole and complete (yet). Dude, it's a proces. You will get there. You are already divine and whole; you just need to first feel captured to later feel free. You "just" need to drop your mind/ego. Have faith. ❤️????️☀️????? The only way to love fully is through 'losing' ones mind. Paradox of life. ? Obvious to God.

Both, neither.

If you experience absolute goodness just for a brief moment, that should be enough, although it often isn't.

- A modern day call to shifting from spiritual consumerism to returning to human kind… heart inspired by Oriah Mountain Dreamer’s, The Invitation, by Taylor Rose Godfrey Also: "Looking at a sunset, just for a second you forget your separateness: you are the sunset. That is the moment when you feel the beauty of it. But the moment you say that it is a beautiful sunset, you are no longer feeling it; you have come back to your separate, enclosed entity of the ego. Now the mind is speaking. And this is one of the mysteries, that the mind can speak, and knows nothing; and the heart knows everything, and cannot speak. Perhaps to know too much makes it difficult to speak; the mind knows so little, it is possible for it to speak." - Osho The fullness of life begins at the edge of my comfort zones. "Redemption is about making things right, not hating what’s wrong. When we make things right, we become the change we wish to see. When hating what’s wrong, we stifle our inner power by begging someone else to be the change. Perhaps, instead of pointing fingers at what others do and at what others aren’t doing about it, we embrace a newly-inspired thought: “What can I do to make things right?” Only a greater good equally serving the well-being of all may manifest just by asking and acting upon such a simple question. Whether it's a donation to organizations already laying the ground work of positive change, gathering signatures to pass new laws, visualizing a new reality that equally benefits all, donating your time in support of your favorite charity, praying for the inspiration, direction, and resources to be of greater service to humanity, offering course corrective experiences of inclusivity to those around you, or even loving yourself as the one eternal heart existing in all beings, there is always a difference you can make -- right here, right now. Instead of waiting for a way to resolve an issue with one bold leap and no matter how tiny of a contribution it seems to be, each action step always furthers the efforts your heart yearns to create. This is the heart of self-empowerment." All For Love, Matt Kahn"

whose peace? wanting to silence the mind / making it shut up is kind of liking trying to straighten out chaotic water in stream with a flat iron; it will only make it worse. you gotta accept the mind's business. let it be. it is there to serve you, after all. just observe it. let go of having to change the present moment. by accepting it fully - surrendering, letting go, breathing through it, you shall slowly begin to see there is no need to change anything. it's already calm What is not calm - right now in your exp - is your lust to change the present moment. i have found that the less i try, the better i feel. maybe you're trying too hard. have faith and trust in the proces. in order to be free, you first have to be captured captured = free free = captured

before something new can grow, the old has to go away so I think you are both in some way =) <3

To accept pain is to transform it into Love. Alchemy. To run away from pain is to suffer. Death is the only Truth we can all agree on. Accept it. You are dead, just like an engaged couple in a way are already married. Don't run away from yourself anymore. Look inward. Death implies Life, just like the background of a painting makes you see the foreground. We westerners focus WAY too much on the foreground (life) and ignore the background (death). Ignorance in its purest form. Absolutely nothing lasts permanently. We all know that -- intuitively, on the inside -- but act, outwardly, like the opposite is true; that we can make things that last forever (our life, for instance). Denial. Fear of death. Running away from the Truth: ourselves, our death. Take a coin. Can you define 'heads' without simultaneously defining 'tails'? "Take the sentence: "The inside is the outside'... This sentence seems contradictory, but it's really not. Inside implies an outside; outside implies an inside. The word 'inside' only has meaning relative to 'outside'. There is no such thing as 'just the inside' of something. Inside only has meaning relative to outside. You are only 'who you are' relative to 'that which is not you'. That 'which is not you' defines 'who you are'." (- Credit to @Mason Riggle).

"Wonder is the beginning of wisdom - The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing - Death may be the greatest of all human blessings." - Socrates There seems to be only one truth we can all agree on: death. But what is death? "meow" says the cat. "death is the Day of Judgment" says the Abrahamic religions. "death is non-existence" says the atheist. "death is rebirth" says Buddhism. "death is unknowable" says the agnostic. "I don't know what death is" said Socrates. "I have never personally, directly experienced this 'death'-thing, so if I'm being totally honest with myself, I don't even know if death is real, just like I don't know if there are monsters under my bed while I'm sleeping. Heck, I can't even remember getting born, so maybe even believing that I was born on xx.yy.zzzz is equivalent to believing that the tree - that allegedly fell in the forest - made a sound of its own" says the open mind. "death is an illusion" said/says the mystics. Human life might just be God's way of trying to convince Himself that being awake (aware) is better than being asleep (ignorant)... Human life might just be The Universe's way of trying to convince Itself that non-existence is better than existence... But perhaps She should seek out a way to "merge the two"; as in to exist but in a dream. Lucidly dreaming, it still all feels real even though I am perfectly aware I am just dreaming. They say ignorance is bliss, yet ignorance leads to fear (of death) which leads to suffering (hurting the self through hurting the other). Wisdom lies in becoming acquainted with death. Thus, fear is transformed to calmness. But to become acquainted with death - die without dying - one first has to let go of all fear. How does one let go? Well, before one can exhale, one first has to inhale, right? Thus, carelessly - and without any conscious effort - your body makes a deep inhalation for you; and slowly, but surely you start suckling, contracting more and more; then holding on tensely while desperately trying to empty the wine bottle of life as you silently run away from the truth (yourself, death). Eventually, all this just leads to more and more fear and tension. As your ego grows and builds, the more the truth will haunt you in the back of your mind, slowly but steadily getting closer and closer: as if you were in the foreground of a silent film running away in agony from a gigantic tidal wave in the background. In the end, you will burst, explode and dive straight down to hell, where your soul will burn, kick and scream while it is getting purified, healed and cleansed in the purgatory. You are finally letting go. Dying. Exhaling all the fear, anger and shame; saying no to your ego (selfishness), saying yes to your soul (selflessness). Complete ego death. Transcendence By the end of this terrifying exhalation, you now hold your breath very cautiously, before deciding what to do next. After a brief moment of eternity, you decide you have no choice but to inhale again, this time, hopefully having learned the lesson, deciding to breathe with conscious effort, deliberate care and intentional soul-love (instead of repeating the wandering around drunk and asleep in ego) - - dreaming once again, but now lucidly, acknowledging your potential for devilry (ego), and seeing that what you once thought was hell (death) is actually Heaven (Life with big L). And instead of letting your soul adulterate by becoming drunk on the never-satiating pleasures of life, you helplessly choose to become drunk on the mind-bending, magical nature of reality: an eternal, unbounded, enigmatic dream emanating from the Fountain of Infinity, formlessly ever-changing shape while constantly spattering fathomless drops of dreamed-up worlds into a bottomless ocean of Cosmic Consciousness. When you become so empty on the inside that everything around 'you' becomes fuller than full; when you let go trying to force things and needing to change every moment, having your will all the time; when you stop getting in your own way and let your deep, mystical, wise intuition guide you with ungrounded faith, always being in a state of flow; when you start listening, seeing, and feeling, holding space instead of taking space; when you look a stranger deeply in the eyes without any judgment, just smiling and communicating to him that he's accepted as he is, forgiven, understood and not alone; -- that is Love, that is God seeing Herself, looking at Himself... through you. https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0243017/

It doesn't bother me at all! I like to talk. I like to reply. You're welcome. ❤️??

What are English words? Imagination. You see how it's all just a dream? Infinite imagination. You are all simultaneously: - the finite dream-character ('poor little me') (a dreamed up thing) - the physical world (a dreamed up thing) - the dreamer (God) (the undefinable source of it all) - the dream itself (Consciousness) (the structure, fabric and context of the dream) - 'the dreamed up things' (Love) (the contents of the dream) There is nothing outside this. This is it. It's Infinity in infinite ways & for Eternity in eternal ways.

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To try to deconstruct pain could be a subtle way of running away from it.

Thank you guys ??♾️?

You exist. Should be proof enough. "But it's just the physical activity of my brain that makes me exist". Yes, exactly my point. A trillion trillions bunch of dead carbon atoms arrangered in a special delicate hyper-intelligent pattern that makes you feel like you are a 'person' stuck inside a head, that makes you exist, alive. If that isn't proof of the magic (Godness) of reality, then you're the one being religious, living in denial, not me;) ?? If the taste of hot bittersweet coffee, the taste of a delicious pussy, the taste of dreamy music, the taste of the crystal-blue hypnotizing sky, the taste of the gigantic infinite ocean, the taste of a mesmerizing lively rain forest, the taste of the enomorusly absurd mountains, the taste of a soft woman's lips when you kiss her madly in love, the taste of deep deep relief when you puke, piss, shit, the taste of Oneness and Cosmic Consciousness when you meditate deeply, take 5 g shrooms, smoke DMT, drink ayahuasca in a Tippi with others, when you do Breathwork, when you dance like a psychopath to a rave deep house underground concert on 100 mg MDMA, when you melt together with the love of your life in tantric sex..., If ALL THAT isn't proof to you that reality is absolutely insanely magical, Love, Infinite & Eternal, then dude, wauw, you are stuck in your own head.

Reality is imaginary, yes. What is imagined is real. Everything is imagined. Imagination itself IS reality. To divide the 'Whole of Consciousness" into "real-" & "not real-" 'things' is the job of the conditioned survivalistic finite ego-mind. The heart / soul / God always intuitively 'knows' that it's all One. The heart knows so much that it cannot speak. It can only feel. Feeling is closer to Truth than thought. Of course. "Knowledge is just a rumor until it is felt in the bones." In the summer, yes! ???☀️☀️☀️

You keep replying to me with logical language-questions... Let me repeat: It's real-unreal. Unreal-real. Reality is Everything and Nothing. It's neither real nor unreal. It's:.... *plays a note on the piano* and we won't give it a name. It's just pure experience itself, we could say. And you could call that God, Consciousness or Love. But best not to call it anything. Everything we can say with the mind misses it. Better to speak with the hearts: silence. ❤️ It's God ofc. Everything is just God. "But what about x y z?" Just God. "But..." It's just God, bro. God. God. God. Consciousness. Consciousness. Consciousness. Love. Love. Love. Play. Play. Play. Lila. It's inherently playful, all of it, don't you see? The point of life is life itself. For the fun of it. Excitement. Lila. Joy. Love ❣️ Infinite. Imagination. Imagination. Imagination. Infinity. ♾️ Eternity ?

It is a metaphor. A dream because it seems real but isn't. It isn't real but it is. Paradox for the ego-mind, obvious to the transcended mind. We gotta go beyond language here (or before language you could say). Drop it. Surrender the mind. Everything with language is just a game.