Blog Post 1-29-25

To the illusory "me," liberation can be seen as something to get and experience. However, for it to do so, the "me" would have to experience its own absence, which is absolutely impossible—like attending your own funeral. The very act of seeking reinforces the illusion of a self that needs to understand or achieve something. Liberation is not the fulfillment of the "me's" efforts but the end of the one that believes there is something to find. When the illusory "me" falls away, there is simply this—with no one to grasp it or experience it.

Blog Post 1-22-25

Life unfolds effortlessly, complete in itself, without the need for anyone to guide or control it. The illusion of the "me" imagines itself as the doer, shaping and directing its own life. However, the "me" is entirely unnecessary—life is already whole, naturally unfolding as it is. The belief that "you" are needed only sustains the sense of separation. Life is not something lived by anyone; it simply is, unclaimed by the illusion of ownership. When the illusory "me" disappears, the imagined burden of doing dissolves, revealing this—life as it's always been: effortless, unbound, and free.

 

Blog Post 1-15-25

The triad of seer, seeing, and seen sustains the illusion of separation, giving rise to the belief in a world divided between observer and observed. This imagined structure reinforces the idea of a "me" at the center of experience. Yet, the seer, the act of seeing, and the seen are all part of the same illusion—none of which exist outside the dream of duality. When this triad disappears, what’s left is not a unified whole but the absence of division altogether. There's neither the act of seeing nor a seer to witness anything; there is only this seamless, empty appearance. It is nothing appearing as everything, undivided and untouched by the illusion there is someone to perceive it.

Blog Post 1-8-25

The sense of being an experiencer feels central to the illusion of "me," as though life were a series of events happening to someone. This imagined self creates a narrative, weaving meaning and continuity into what's appearing. However, the experiencer and its story are no more real than the events they seek to grasp. There is no one experiencing anything—just this, appearing as it does without anyone to own or define it. Life is not a journey or a sequence of happenings, but the effortless unfolding of what appears. Without the "me," the sense of experiencing completely vanishes, leaving only this ungraspable, empty appearance. 

Blog Post 1-1-25

The illusory "me" thrives on the idea of progress, imagining that liberation lies somewhere in the so-called future. Methods and disciplines appear to offer direction, giving the illusion of a path to follow. Yet, these practices only reinforce the dream of a self moving toward a goal. The imagined journey sustains the illusion of separation, keeping the "me" firmly rooted in its story of becoming. Liberation is not at the end of a path, but the disappearance of the illusory self that's seeking it. Without it, the entire notion of progress dissolves, leaving simply this—effortless and free of a "me" trying to reach it.