Remembering (#2027)
Reflections while wandering the way of the path:
Those who have eyes to see have clarity of vision through twia. Those with ears to hear intuit the voice within. There is one vision, one voice, that of the I AM. Do not live by the assumption of who you think you are. You are not your body. You are not your family, its society, or its culture. These are illusions of separation. You are the I AM.
I AM that which I am, or twia. Twia is the expressing that is consciousness being reality. Choose the way of twia. It is the path from existence to reality. To live in the body is frightening. Twia offers freedom from fear. To embrace twia is to live in peace without fear. To embody twia is to do nothing. Hold peace of heart. Twia becomes the me of the body. What is false fades away. What is true opens the world to love, not fear. Do not think about doing. Let the moment happen. Live in the moment. Live in reality. Release illusions. The illusion that is the world is unfulfilling. Like spun sugar at a carnival, it does not nourish. Remember twia always. Stop doing things. Act in the moment, then step away. Let peace prevail. What results from twia is lasting and nourishing.
Do nothing. Embrace the world through peace of heart. Act, then step away. To do nothing is to let go and let twia light the way of the path.
The harmony that is oneness resonates through twia. Outside twia, away from the room within, the me of the body is in disharmony and confused. Then there is suffering. Perceive wholeness in the world. Be at peace in all situations. This is harmony. The sound of harmony is joy without dissonance. It rings true in twia. I celebrate that I AM.
Existence arose in emptiness that is nowhere. It is thought of separation held in consciousness. It is not real. Existence is illusion. The emptiness that is nowhere is consciousness.
The body is here. It exists. It is born. It dies. It comes from the dust of the universe and returns to the dust. In the end there is only dust, the subatomic particles of creation. Then there is the emptiness to which the dust returns. This is nothingness. It is nowhere.
The mother gives birth to the child. The child becomes the mother. The universe is the child of emptiness. It will become the emptiness that spawned it. To live is to die. To die is to be born again. We are born again when we know death, for in knowing death we are eternal.
To walk the way of the path, put on shoes of humility.
I am moved to remember by the draw of knowing twia.
There can only be nothing because there is something. They are the same. Something comes from nothing. Nothing has being in something. The thought of separation gives rise to nothing and then from nothing comes something. Something constitutes the universe. In truth, it is nothing.
To return to twia is to remember. To remember is the way of the path. I am the way. Remember me. It is that which I am. To remember, I surrender. In surrendering, I find the way. When I yield to twia, I rest in the center of my existence, at peace, watching old desires circle about unattached. This is entering the room within.
I release the me of the body to follow twia. I yield to twia. I live in the world through twia. Twia knows the way. I live in the world using eyes and ears of twia. With eyes to see and ears to hear I live without judgment, accepting all as is in the peace that is oneness. I act with compassion in the moment without expectation. I no longer desire or fear the past. I no longer desire or fear the future. I am at home in the moment, remembering twia. This is to do nothing. From the room within I observe the world, without walking its path. To not walk its path is to drop fear and its desires. I have no worldly expectations.
In this world, hold peace of heart and show compassion to all without judgment. This is the way of the path.