Life....

Life has no destination. The end is a illusion. Life never begun, and still this ideas is coming, appearing...from nowhere. Where the thought begun the world begun and when the thought fades away the same does the so called idea of a world. Being is not dependent on thought. Being is the bottomline, all there is.

Namaste

Roshi

Everything

If everything is all there is, and never was lost. How can you lose it? Emptiness is form and form is emptiness, it must be everything and also full of something ( for no-one ). There never was anyone there in the "everything". It just is in its fullness. Never lacking of anything.

Roshi

Life as it is is the miracle.

Jeff Foster

Quotes of the day

That wich is, never goes out of existence. And, that wich is not, never comes into existence.

Bahagvagita

Nothin can been gained or bee lost.

Stop meens to bee open. Stop and open up. Availability.

Roshi

Life doesn't need to think a thought to bee alive.

Peter Francis Dziuban

Bee still

Bee still and know who you are. Its a knowing in your heart that all is well. Your life is only a reflection of what you are holding. The reflection is your gift, we are always projecting the next thing.

Stop fix the world and be what you are.

Bee still.

All is well.

All is.

Roshi

The Bee, or not to bee

The effort can never focus on the presence, the focus, or the attention must let go of all effort. The mind is like a bee, it kind of know where the sweetness is. If you try to take the bee to the flower, good luck. But if you leave the bee alone, the bee will end up in the right place.

Francis Lucille

We cannot "do" the letting go of anything and yet it must happend. Take the hands of the Bee and let it find its own way.

Namaste

Roshi

You

This space is you, and everything else as objekts and the appearing 'me thought' appears in this space wich is You.

Roshi

Like a bird in the sky

Life is like a bird flying in the eveningsky. Lieving no trace whatsoever. No goal, just flying. Today is the same day forever. Yesterday is an idea, memory passing away in to the fogg o illusion.

Roshi