Scared or Safe?
Deep questioning
Can we choose?
Is it how to live - really live - without Fear?
Or is it to feel scared but live anyway?
What does it mean to live?
What is death anyway?
What will it be like to be dying and realizing you haven't really lived?
How do we make the most of each moment NOW? And NOW?
What are we on this planet to do?
To have fun?
To be happy?
To love?
To evolve?
To help others?
To be truly ourselves?
Who are we?
Who am I?
What is this mystery called life?
Can each of us feel safe enough to be fully alive? Fully our-self?
What does it mean to be fully oneself?
Is there just One Self? Is everything One?
Are we all just droplets in the ocean of life?
Is safety found in the Oneness ?
How to really remember? How to feel.. in each cell.. that connectedness.. in each subatomic particle.. that we are only space? Invisible made Visible?
If we are nothing - I am nothing - you are nothing: There is nothing to be afraid of!
There is no safe or unsafe. Nothing to hurt or be hurt by..nothing to invade or be invaded by.. nothing to fear or be scared of…
…only our imagination - like bubbles bursting in a sunny sky ...each thought appearing then disappearing into nothingness.. blown by gentle winds …winds of desire? Is it desire? Do we want more? Never satisfied with what is here now.. worrying about the future.. or regretting the past?
My thoughts can make me safe or scare me.
If I pause my thinking… where is the fear? That bubble burst and that enticing iridescent bubble is no more!
No more doubt or fear.. or anything.. just peace.
If I can stop thinking long enough to ‘drop’ into my body and feel. Then.. in the space of the pause… of each moment now… I can notice I am safe.
Who is noticing anyway? Is that just another thought? Another question… LET GO… back into the stillness of experiencing… just breathing… air in… out … Am I breathing or am I being breathed? Does it really matter… if I am actually nothing?
Is anything real? I seem to be the center of my universe.. and so is everyone else the center of theirs!
How can I write these words? These thoughts on paper …if I am actually nothing?
Not here and yet here?
What answers am I searching for? To be or not to be? Here and there at the same time?
And yet is there really time anyway? Are Time and Space illusions… no time… no space … only here and now?
So who am I ‘talking to’? Myself.. or to no-one.. or to everyone?
As a wheel was invented on one side of the Earth… someone else got the idea in another part of the world… Is everything connected? Or is everything ONE?
Am I Consciousness inquiring into what it means to be conscious? Or am I simply mad?