SEEING IS NOT BELIEVING.
If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern.
[ William Blake, 1790 ]
Ah, paradox! One seems to live in the known, in time, apparently, but in reality one lives only in the timeless, in fact. Whatever one is, is timeless.
Living in paradox, in unknowing, is uncomfortable it seems for an imagined knower, but when the entire personal is seen as a dream, one can, and does, with grace, move beyond belief to a certain knowing and a resting there, in the unknown, infinitely.
In passive, aware being, there’s the lived realization that nothing is as it appears, and that all there is – when all’s apparently come and gone, said and done, is object-free awareness. To know that, is to be it..whatever it is, yes. Some call it love. 🙂
