Sonrise

joy is invulnerable

because it holds no guilt

purity begets purity

innocence, innocence

where is the error in Joy?

i can't find it

i looked everywhere i could think of

but it's all the same

sparkling

clean

so healing

brand new in every moment

always giving more and more and more Joy

i can only find more Joy

when i look at Joy

i see only this great big mirror

filled and overflowing

with more Joy

the Son

has risen....

bowing to Joy

suffering is focused on what isn't

suffering is denial

of what is

it is imaginary

Joy is focusing on what is

there is nothing my holiness cannot do

because there is nothing my wholeness lacks

Substance is

Substance can't be abused

changed

misused

overused

underused

in anyway

Substance is substantial, not inconsequential

Substance is Spirit

unshakeable

unrockable

the foundation

on which all rests

held safely

no possibility of demolition

the ego's hacking is but a dream

it touches nothing

makes no dent

not even a scratch

what could we possibly find in Joy

to attack?

who would not worship Joy

(instead of sin/lack)?

who would not prefer

to give up all other ideas

in place of Joy?

today we bow

to Joy

we let Joy reign

supreme

in all situations

thoughts

people

horizons

we let Joy

dawn

upon all the world

denial

without addiction

without shooting up

without denial.....

all is love

denial

is the cause

of all pain

addictive thoughts

and behavior

when we stop denying

what is there

we will see it

there's nothing we can do

to make ourselves

more loving

or treat others more loving

or be healthier

there's nothing we need to do

simply stop

denying

you are God

accept

the Truth

let it be

now

and

we are free....

shooting up

last night watching Eckhardt Tolle on youtube

i got crystal clarity

of what i had done....

laying in bed

arguing with reality

i was frustrated because

i thought

something wasn't happening

that i thought i wanted

i was basically shooting up

my own poison

i was literally injecting venom

into my system

even science will support this:

stressful thoughts

produce harmful chemicals

in our bodies

in the control panel of my mind

i was choosing

to believe

something should be different

wishing for an impossible situation

i felt the "high" of the ego

the rush

of frustration

i internally

raged war

against what was....

i shot up

my old habit

continued

an addiction

reinforces itself

completely asleep

i thought someone else was involved

Eckhardt brought clarity

the problem/situation/conflict was completely internal

(even though i've heard this a thousand times before,

somehow i just got it in such a more powerful detached way...)

it had nothing to do with anyone else

it was only an old drug addict wanting another high,

another escape,

refusing to take responsibility for his life,

for his happiness

just like a junkie...

the ego is always desperate for a fix

it can't exist without pain

it is addicted to it

i saw the addict, this time, as separate from myself

i came completely clean

thank you God

for clarity

i would no longer support

my ego's habit

i would no longer support

my ego's preference for hallucination

in place of Reality...

i would no longer

argue

with

what is

joy of seeing

space

sees

all things

just sees them

and laughs with joy

there is no need to own

for it marvels

at all miracles

and knows not one

as more miraculous than another

how could it be possible

that God

is lacking

anywhere

in

Himself?

invisible reflection

today i focus on the space

around all things

the pause

that seems to be

between

letters

words

spoken

or written

space between lips

between lovers

between enemies

between seconds

years

and me

and

you

between thoughts

and sofa cushions

today i see space

not as emptiness

but fullness

as a holder

i see it's everywhereness

it surrounds and touches

and embraces all things

so perfectly

right where they are

i see the grandeur of space

the majesty

the openness

and freedom

and i love it

i see that space

is also a mirror

of me

infinite

formless

completely free

weightless

effortless

being

so grateful

to see

my

invisibility

the window

there is a window now

to the other side

it is called Defenselessness

it is perfectly clear

there is no obstruction

it is the place

where i am not holding up the wall

how light i would feel if i would drop all of it...

every single thought!

have you ever dragged something really heavy

til you ached all over

and could hardly stand up?

and when you finally dropped it

you felt lighter than air!

your arms literally lifted up to the sky

of their own accord!

and you really felt

light as a feather?

this is the weightlessness of Defenselessness

laying everything down

there is nothing left

between

me

and

God

life/joy is

effortless