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First Separate, Then Merge
Carol: Hi, Ram. Another spontaneous verse came out! It’s just amazing.
It’s becoming more obvious
And more freeing and expansive
That every thought and feeling and sensation
Is simply pointing to me, awareness, the Self.
Every thought, feeling, and sensation is merely shimmering, fleeting evidence of me
And has no meaning or substance of its own
But simply points to its source, me, the Self.
The Self alone is.
The world is empty and transparent, not ever really being
But at the same time it is the Self, me, awareness.
Nothing is, without Self.
So everything points to the reality of Self alone. Everything in the world is sacred as evidence of Self, appearing as world.
First the subject and objects got really far apart, and then they merged. Still dancing around with a little samsara but it’s not too bad. It’s always about family! The most ingrained vasanas. They’re weakening though. How can they survive when I know what I know? They can’t.
I hope you are having fun in India! I love you!
Ram: Lovely poem, Carol! Yes, first you separate yourself from the objects, then when you understand who you are, they merge into you. It seems you have it sorted. Good for you!
~ Much love, Ram