So Subtle

So subtle:

and at some point even the mantra grows so subtle in thought that it seems to vanish completely on it’s own, leaving only a spacious, open awareness that claims itself as my true and ancient presence. This is who I really am, at least for this moment, right now, without the sway of thought and a world that offers constant information. I am simply the capacity that’s found present when everything grows silent, calm, and in this way I serve in an inspired sense for my own fulfillment too, this inherent emptiness allowing the creation of my world.

to be lead here by the mantra….

or that’s the way it seems, as really I am this capacity all along, and as the mantra grows so subtle in thought, vanishing at some point, this spaciousness is just revealed as my true and seamless nature. Here, it’s seen that thoughts belong in passing, a temporary reality given to their belief, and that my role as capacity itself remains unchanging, emptiness untouched by anything that passes.

I am reveled through meditation.

as the mantra grows so subtle, a whisper, and then nothing, and I am vanished between thoughts, spaciousness revealed and found seamless in its hold. Nothing is denied here, everything is allowed its place and length of stay, meditation isn’t the absence of thought but only the notice of their passing, the weightless…