Expecting to find ‘peace of mind’ or ‘inner peace’ somewhere out there is an adult version of believing in your own lies and fantasies the way kids can do. Each time we aim for freedom ‘out there’ we lose it right here. Thank God that’s over!
Two things came together yesterday. First this statement: ‘whatever has limits is not real’. and then a Living Inquiries session that first seemd to be not so succeseful and then got a nice little twist and another mind construction could fall away.
What is the purpose of creativity other that self-expression? And if self expression is the goal, then why publish? What is the meaning of this blog anyway? It’s another of those paradoxes, but this one seems to have gotten hold of me lately.
Digging deeper into life, peeling the onion that we are… These are just crazy concepts! All I can do is look at the surface and see what it reflects back to the unanchored point of focus I am. The Paradox is that sometimes there is an identification with a new deeper me, that contains less me than before. Ooh silly me!
