🇸🇪 ❝ När jag får kontakt med djupet inom mig, då händer också något med mitt sätt att möta dig.❞ 🇬🇧 ❝ When I get in touch with the depth within me, then something also happens with my way of meeting you.❞ ~Are Norrhava, Djup tid och tunna ställen (Deep time and thin places) The quote above is a lovely soundbite, but what does it mean? What happens when I connect with the depth within? For me, there’s an instant space, held and suffused with gentleness. It is presence itself, full of possibility for knowing and being our essential nature

Stillness and happiness are prominent to the degree that I forget myself. The mind generates thoughts, the ego concretises them into beliefs and thus is created the world of identities. But oh so heavy, noisy and based entirely in past and future. Ever in a continual cycle of accumulation and tail chasing. Freedom is to be, in and as infinite Now, before labels, expectation and defences. ❝ When the Self is unknownThe world arises,Not when it is known. ❞~Ashtavakra Gita namaste,🙏 ~~This is my personal journey—a soulful sojourn in which I share insights arising in and from self-enquiry.
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That day, that moment.Never ending, until its end. Embarrassing for the character.Surprising for the observer.Rather normal said Life. Ego and devotion, persistent in concert,Force-feed the hungry ghost. Not alone, never alone.Love. Held always in love.Do they know how deep their service? Presence on a platter,Dawned long before.A howl, a wail.A disgorging of sobs,Only God knows whence. Lifetimes of repression, and oppression,Chasing too,Erupted, spewed, discharged itself.No thing held back.So very weird, yet the mystic knew. Disoriented.Agast.Foolish and indiscreet.Relieved nonetheless.And, and, and what now? In the corner of the eye,Or is it the heart?Between every atom.Simple. Sincere.Awe. ❝ Those are the times