Pema Deane. What a light she is! This piece was posted on her blog – The Vibrant Heart – with the title Stand Your Ground. I’ve included the sentence “Don’t be fooled” in my title because my experience emphasises how pointless it is to try to stand my ground unless I’m deeply cognisant of the fact that an erroneous belief – as Pema reminds us – is constantly trying to fool us into believing we are separate from the “ground of Self, of Presence, of Light.”
Scenes and circumstances continue to play out in front of us, their one seeming objective being to convince us there is something wrong with us – that we are unlovable or we lack, that the love is over there, not here.
Don’t be fooled. Stand your ground. It is time to blow this whole, bad dream apart. Recognize whatever you’re seeing and reacting to is coming straight out of your mind, a mind that believes it is separate and whose only function is to keep that belief alive.
The scenes are a set-up. They are out to suck you into misery and to prove to you you are NOT the incredible Beauty that You are. You made it all up. This recognition is your lifeline. It is your point of authority over this dream of pain.
I am not denying the incredible amount of self-nursing, holding and releasing of pain that has happened over many years but when you have reached the point of being able to simply witness the shenanigans of ego, it is to honor that with all your heart. And it is a wonderful thing. You have endured countless lifetimes to come to this point.
So stand your ground. The ground of Self, of Presence, of Light. And let the movie show of separation roll on by. It has no power to touch YOU. Ever.
Pema’s posts often have an uncanny serendipitous resonance with the unfoldings happening here. I love her deep wideawake expression. It gifts us that rare mix of savage wisdom and heart-full compassion.
Many of us in this extremely challenging and beautiful time of Self-realization go through periods where the experience of having a vital and energetic body is a distant memory. And every attempt to restore wellness eventually comes back to ground zero. We are left in ‘nothing works’ and ‘no control’. Grounded by Love.
This is the time to let all ruminations about fixing go and simply receive the offering of the aches and pains of a broken body. This is the time to see that every ache is like a kiss from the Beloved saying “Not here, love. Not here.” The answer is not here in the body. Not only is the answer not in fixing it, it is nowhere near the body at all.
It is found in the seeing that a well body and a broken body are one in kind, they are both illusion. That a clear, light body has no more value than a body filled with energy that is purging and releasing – they are both imagined into existence.
It is cultivated in the gentle, firm and knowing ‘so what’ and ‘nothing matters’ arising in the face of unwellness.
The body’s welfare is pre-ordained, the script already written. Can we walk through the play holding its hand, letting the newly-shining truth of its unreality and ‘not mattering’ open the heart to great mercy and tenderness for all that is not real. Mercy for the unresolvable issue in our lives, whatever that may be, for how in its unwavering relentlessness it is waking us up out of the heart of misidentification; its tugs on our attention losing their strength through the sheer exhaustion of their known ineffectuality.
We rise up as true Self in the midst of the unfixable. This is its job and this is its grace. The rising up of the internal Real that sheds light on the unreality of all that is temporal.