You are already awake. And by you I don’t mean you as the imaginary separate individual. I mean you as everything–you as this awake space that’s here right now, that is everything and no-thing.
I mean the seeing, breathing, awaring being that is already awake, already complete–always complete, always awake.
And everything is it, everything, everything! The sunlight, the birds, the leaves, the traffic, the thoughts, the mental movies, the headaches, the episodes of acid indigestion.
Everything is this one undivided, awake, alive–what? I could put some word on it–beingness, emptiness, presence, God, the Self, oneness, boundlessness. Those are just words and each of those words is it. Every word is it. Everything is it.
And there’s no possibility of being separate from it or losing it or not having it yet, or not quite getting it, because there’s no one apart from it to get it or to lose it or to find it or to have it.
And the thought, “I’m not quite there yet,” is only a thought. And that thought is it too, playfully expressing itself as that funny little thought and the melodrama that thought creates, because apparently whatever this is, this awake emptiness or whatever you want to call it, apparently it enjoys melodramas. It loves playing.
~ Joan Tollifson
Source – Joan’s website: http://www.joantollifson.com/writing5.html