Dear little family,
Since Friday I am having some type of poison oak on the arms, but I am okay.
Got up at 4:00 (am), took a shower and ‘made’ this:
https://nondual.community/word2/i-am-i-am-aware/
At 9:00 I am meeting Walter and drive him up to SF, to his son.
It’s raining (-; the heater in the trailer is running, toastily.
Peace,
Holger
PS: Once you mentioned confusion about the ‘I am’ thingy.
Words cannot capture it, because words are only concepts;
pointers for our attention to follow.
Rupert Spira formulates it this way:
I is the name that that which knows itself gives to itself.
‘Knowing’ in this context is not dead mental information, but open effortlessly being presence (childlike, not childish).
Yes, the mind is just a tool; but mistaking the tool for what I am, limiting the child of God to stories and beliefs, is slavery (in myself, in my own house); making me overlook the gift and mystery of this moment.
“Unless you are born from above you cannot enter the kingdom…”
Born from below we only know ‘me’ and believe that this is all who ‘I am’.
Nothing fancy, but extraordinary!❤️
It took me five+ decades to figure out that figuring out is not the final understanding.
Everyone is always whole and complete, but somehow we are afraid to (psychologically) die to our sins (our exclusive identification with body-mind-world).
The character Jesus is yOur own unfolding.
“Have that mind which is also in Christ Jesus”…
(don’t be double-minded).
Someone gifted me the strange opportunity/risk:
read the Bible as if it were written only for you!
The same word can mean different things, like ‘me’ and ‘I am’ depending on your identification as flesh (concepts/narrative) or spirit (formless awareness, direct experience).
Mind cannot figure this out, ‘me’ – mind – is afraid to surrender, to be no-thing.
Love and trust 🕊️
Maybe gently read this again, several times (as if for the first time); to relax into it, and allow insights to bloom in their own time.
All is well 😇
