Blog Post 3-26-25

Seeking assumes that liberation is somewhere else, waiting to be discovered. But the one that longs for freedom is itself an illusion, sustained by the very search it pursues. Without the seeker, there is no effort, no path, no distance to overcome—just this, as it has always been. The search creates the belief that liberation is something to attain, as though it were separate from what appears. But nothing was ever lost or hidden, only imagined to be out of reach. There is no shift, no transformation, no awakening—only the end of the one that was seeking it.

Blog Post 3-19-25

The illusory sense of being present creates the illusion of reality, superimposing a sense of solidity onto this empty appearance. This illusory overlay sustains a belief in separation, as though there were a real "me" experiencing a real world outside itself. Yet, presence, the self, and reality are all part of the same illusion. When the illusory sense of presence and self dissolves, the illusion of reality collapses, leaving nothing to be experienced and no one to experience it. What remains is not a world to inhabit or observe, but simply this empty appearance—without substance or separation.

Blog Post 3-12-25

The dream of "me" is the illusion of being alive, awake, and separate from everything else. It appears vivid and convincing, creating a sense of someone at the center of what seems to be happening. But because it's a dream of being awake, any effort to awaken from it only reinforces and expands the dream of "me." Liberation is not about someone waking up or breaking free—it's simply the disappearance of the dream itself. Without the "me," the entire sense of being alive and awake falls away, leaving only this—free of anyone to live it or awaken into it.
 

Blog Post 3-5-25

The illusory self may think that humans are both separate from and superior to everything else. But human specialness is just another illusion, a belief within the dream of being. Without the self, there is no hierarchy, no distinction—just this, appearing as all forms. What appears does not belong to a special species, nor does it unfold toward some great purpose. The belief in human importance assumes there is meaning in being human, but there is not. There is nothing exceptional—only this, appearing as everything, already empty and equal.