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Thank you

Expressing my thanks to those of you who have given me encouragement brings us to thankfulness, far and away the most reliable way to uplift your spirits any time, as well as the recipient of your gift.
There is no need, however, to limit your thankfulness to the people you see, you can express thankfulness to those you do not see, silently, from your heart to theirs, and they will get it, they will receive your love, though they may not know its source. This is probably the best way to make a better world.
So give up the struggle and let thankfulness flow.

Divine Chaos

E.M. Forster famously wrote that we had to "only connect". Not only can we connect both the divine and the temporal, we are the connection of the divine and the temporal. We stand, as it were, with a leg in each camp, listing one way and then the other, experiencing our inner and outer senses.
There is all the difference in the world. When we lean towards the world, sooner or later, a feeling of chaos ensues. When we lean towards the divine, sooner or later, bliss surrounds, like a benign fog.
There remains a place for chaos. From the perspective of the divine, even the chaos is not chaos, just a point in time. For while the temporal, confusing drama, is so noisily passing, the consciousness of the divine quietly suffuses. As gently as you like.

Riding the thermal

There's just so much flow. It seems to be everywhere. This being the case, all one needs to do is get into the flow and, well, it all flows. One is carried gently along on a loving wave.
Yet we struggle and thrash, like someone who does not know that they are actually bouyant. There has always been bouyancy in life. It's rather like a gentle undercurrent, or a thermal, that drifts everything upwards. It's around you now, awaiting your gentle embrace.
Oh and it is a fret-free and completely sustaining. Just waiting, bidding, right there.

Being here, being now

It's not there, it's not there at all. It's here, right here, just within reach. Being is where it is at. It's not then, not then at all. It's now, right now, right inside this moment. Being is when it is at. It is not them, not them at all. It's me, just me, right inside me. Being me is being who I am.

There is no where else to be, no when else to be, no-one else to be. That's about it.

Exploring Inner Space

The inner space is invisible and inaudible, yet there is a sense of space. And that space may be felt. When you are there, your inner surrounding have an altogether different quality. The thoughts that come have a different tempo.
There is nothing unique about this. You can explore the space within you, and the more you explore, the more there is. In fact, everyone has access to inner space. It's as easy to learn to access well as learning to ride a bicycle. A nice push off gets you started, then stay balanced and calm, and you glide effortlessly. Nothing to it, really.

Eternal life

Eternal life? Every moment the cells in your body are dying and others are replacing them, life and death and new life intermingled in every breath. Thoughts come and go, bursting into life and receding, like waves on a seashore. Emotions similarly ebb and flow. And yet, in the midst of the storm of life, there is a you that continues through every breath.
And when you cease to breathe physically, there is change, and that change is life. And there you are. Still you.

The Quest Begins

And so the quest of quests is to discover who you are. There is no quest quite like it. As the outer quest exhausts itself, like a bucking bronco in the late afternoon, the inner quest gathers pace. But where to begin?
The preliminary challenge is to let go of your disguise: what is not you. Unreality obscures reality. So let's put some stakes in the ground: You are not your thoughts that come and go. You are not your emotions that also arrive and disappear. You are not even the molecules that come into, comprise for a while, and then leave your body. You have had thousands of thoughts, a myriad of emotions, and billions of atoms. None of them stayed, but you are still here.
Now, here's a little experiment. Hold your hand out in front of you, look at it, and consider who you are. What comes to mind: the hand? the observer of the hand? the thought you have about the whole process? As you identify with some thing, you lose yourself.
What if you can be the silent observer within, no thing, a point of peace. What if you can shift your awareness there, and keep it there, enjoying the whole play. The drama continues, the ebb and flow, but you are unperturbed. Yes, you are in the world, but you are not of it.