Sometimes there’s just nothing left to say. Not on social media, not anywhere. Sometimes it gets too obvious that none of it’s real, that it’s all just rehearsed, contrived, or redundantly reactive. A little heart here, a thumbs up here…again and again. And nothing different is being said…or done really. It’s just loop after loop, day after day. Sometimes the picture is clear, and it’s terrifying.
We will all be dead soon. It doesn’t seem like there’s much to do on planet earth.
I have this recurring dream lately of my father who is a corpse following me everywhere I go, just like a shadow.
He doesn’t want anything, he just follows me. This dream has replaced my recurring and disturbing dreams about BD night after night…year after year.
There is a shadow with a face living inside us all and it’s no joke. It is the crux of yoga, to integrate our projections. But to find out where we’re not seeing takes a lot of letting go. Which none of us want to do even though we feel and claim that we do want to see, want to know- our darkness.
Then we speak of collective darkness and where does any of this end….
Sometimes there’s just nothing left to say, but to stop and to listen. This doesn’t have to be a pretty thing and when it’s close to home, it usually isn’t.
This will require some alone time. We all want to be liked and appreciated and given hearts and prayer hands. But at a certain point, it gets psychotic
Looking outside, reaching outside, even for God – is a mistake that only takes a little profound silence to understand.
This world and all its groups is insanity and it always has been. If you want to be a yogi, first be a rock. If you want to be a saint, first be unimportant. If you just want to truly be you, first stop caring what others think, say and do.
If you want to be clear, first see that a shadow is following you.
This life is about you, deep on the inside. What’s on the outside serves as a relief to escape ourselves but can only last so long.
Then the question becomes – Where are you on the road and what will you do?
Just you, all alone?