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PLEASE HOLD.
THE AGENDA HAS COLLAPSED 💎

The first five minutes of a breathwork session should never be broadcast.

Actually, the first five seconds would be enough.

This chair is wrong.

The room is too hot.

No, too cool.

The legs are complaining.

The nose has forgotten how to breathe.

Coffee was a mistake.

Or perhaps the mistake was not having enough coffee.

Humanity needs my immediate attention.

Civilisation is in danger.

Also, somebody said something irritating in 1987, and the matter remains unresolved.

All of this arrives before the first full breath has even left the body.

The mind is extraordinarily efficient when manufacturing emergencies.

Then the breath settles.

Nothing is fixed.

No argument is won.

No ancient grievance receives the apology it has apparently been waiting nearly forty years to hear.

Humanity is still unsupervised.

The world is not saved.

The legs remain slightly peculiar.

But somewhere along the way, the emergency meeting loses its quorum.

Nobody seconds the complaints.

The minutes are lost.

The entire agenda quietly collapses.

And, by the end of the session, I can barely remember what all the fuss was about.

Perhaps the mind doesn’t actually want solutions.

Perhaps it just enjoys holding staff meetings.

#AGENDA #broadcast #room #emergencies #agenda #solutions #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

PLEASE HOLD.
THE AGENDA HAS COLLAPSED 💎

The first five minutes of a breathwork session should never be broadcast.

Actually, the first five seconds would be enough.

This chair is wrong.

The room is too hot.

No, too cool.

The legs are complaining.

The nose has forgotten how to breathe.

Coffee was a mistake.

Or perhaps the mistake was not having enough coffee.

Humanity needs my immediate attention.

Civilisation is in danger.

Also, somebody said something irritating in 1987, and the matter remains unresolved.

All of this arrives before the first full breath has even left the body.

The mind is extraordinarily efficient when manufacturing emergencies.

Then the breath settles.

Nothing is fixed.

No argument is won.

No ancient grievance receives the apology it has apparently been waiting nearly forty years to hear.

Humanity is still unsupervised.

The world is not saved.

The legs remain slightly peculiar.

But somewhere along the way, the emergency meeting loses its quorum.

Nobody seconds the complaints.

The minutes are lost.

The entire agenda quietly collapses.

And, by the end of the session, I can barely remember what all the fuss was about.

Perhaps the mind doesn’t actually want solutions.

Perhaps it just enjoys holding staff meetings.

#AGENDA #broadcast #room #emergencies #agenda #solutions #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

PLEASE HOLD.
THE AGENDA HAS COLLAPSED 💎

The first five minutes of a breathwork session should never be broadcast.

Actually, the first five seconds would be enough.

This chair is wrong.

The room is too hot.

No, too cool.

The legs are complaining.

The nose has forgotten how to breathe.

Coffee was a mistake.

Or perhaps the mistake was not having enough coffee.

Humanity needs my immediate attention.

Civilisation is in danger.

Also, somebody said something irritating in 1987, and the matter remains unresolved.

All of this arrives before the first full breath has even left the body.

The mind is extraordinarily efficient when manufacturing emergencies.

Then the breath settles.

Nothing is fixed.

No argument is won.

No ancient grievance receives the apology it has apparently been waiting nearly forty years to hear.

Humanity is still unsupervised.

The world is not saved.

The legs remain slightly peculiar.

But somewhere along the way, the emergency meeting loses its quorum.

Nobody seconds the complaints.

The minutes are lost.

The entire agenda quietly collapses.

And, by the end of the session, I can barely remember what all the fuss was about.

Perhaps the mind doesn’t actually want solutions.

Perhaps it just enjoys holding staff meetings.

#AGENDA #broadcast #room #emergencies #agenda #solutions #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

PLEASE HOLD.
THE AGENDA HAS COLLAPSED 💎

The first five minutes of a breathwork session should never be broadcast.

Actually, the first five seconds would be enough.

This chair is wrong.

The room is too hot.

No, too cool.

The legs are complaining.

The nose has forgotten how to breathe.

Coffee was a mistake.

Or perhaps the mistake was not having enough coffee.

Humanity needs my immediate attention.

Civilisation is in danger.

Also, somebody said something irritating in 1987, and the matter remains unresolved.

All of this arrives before the first full breath has even left the body.

The mind is extraordinarily efficient when manufacturing emergencies.

Then the breath settles.

Nothing is fixed.

No argument is won.

No ancient grievance receives the apology it has apparently been waiting nearly forty years to hear.

Humanity is still unsupervised.

The world is not saved.

The legs remain slightly peculiar.

But somewhere along the way, the emergency meeting loses its quorum.

Nobody seconds the complaints.

The minutes are lost.

The entire agenda quietly collapses.

And, by the end of the session, I can barely remember what all the fuss was about.

Perhaps the mind doesn’t actually want solutions.

Perhaps it just enjoys holding staff meetings.

#AGENDA #broadcast #room #emergencies #agenda #solutions #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

PLEASE HOLD.
THE AGENDA HAS COLLAPSED 💎

The first five minutes of a breathwork session should never be broadcast.

Actually, the first five seconds would be enough.

This chair is wrong.

The room is too hot.

No, too cool.

The legs are complaining.

The nose has forgotten how to breathe.

Coffee was a mistake.

Or perhaps the mistake was not having enough coffee.

Humanity needs my immediate attention.

Civilisation is in danger.

Also, somebody said something irritating in 1987, and the matter remains unresolved.

All of this arrives before the first full breath has even left the body.

The mind is extraordinarily efficient when manufacturing emergencies.

Then the breath settles.

Nothing is fixed.

No argument is won.

No ancient grievance receives the apology it has apparently been waiting nearly forty years to hear.

Humanity is still unsupervised.

The world is not saved.

The legs remain slightly peculiar.

But somewhere along the way, the emergency meeting loses its quorum.

Nobody seconds the complaints.

The minutes are lost.

The entire agenda quietly collapses.

And, by the end of the session, I can barely remember what all the fuss was about.

Perhaps the mind doesn’t actually want solutions.

Perhaps it just enjoys holding staff meetings.

#AGENDA #broadcast #room #emergencies #agenda #solutions #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

A COURSE IN MIRACLES 💎

Today’s Lesson 202:

“I am not a body. I am free.
For I am still as God created me.”

And the reviewed idea is:

“I will be still an instant and go home.”

For today, I’d keep it very simple: nothing to reach for, nothing to manufacture. Just let the body sit, breathe, and be included in stillness. “Home” is not somewhere else. It is the instant in which you stop insisting that you are elsewhere.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Lesson #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #stillness #instant

A COURSE IN MIRACLES 💎

Today’s Lesson 202:

“I am not a body. I am free.
For I am still as God created me.”

And the reviewed idea is:

“I will be still an instant and go home.”

For today, I’d keep it very simple: nothing to reach for, nothing to manufacture. Just let the body sit, breathe, and be included in stillness. “Home” is not somewhere else. It is the instant in which you stop insisting that you are elsewhere.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Lesson #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #stillness #instant

A COURSE IN MIRACLES 💎

Today’s Lesson 202:

“I am not a body. I am free.
For I am still as God created me.”

And the reviewed idea is:

“I will be still an instant and go home.”

For today, I’d keep it very simple: nothing to reach for, nothing to manufacture. Just let the body sit, breathe, and be included in stillness. “Home” is not somewhere else. It is the instant in which you stop insisting that you are elsewhere.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Lesson #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #stillness #instant

A COURSE IN MIRACLES 💎

Today’s Lesson 202:

“I am not a body. I am free.
For I am still as God created me.”

And the reviewed idea is:

“I will be still an instant and go home.”

For today, I’d keep it very simple: nothing to reach for, nothing to manufacture. Just let the body sit, breathe, and be included in stillness. “Home” is not somewhere else. It is the instant in which you stop insisting that you are elsewhere.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Lesson #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #stillness #instant

A COURSE IN MIRACLES 💎

Today’s Lesson 202:

“I am not a body. I am free.
For I am still as God created me.”

And the reviewed idea is:

“I will be still an instant and go home.”

For today, I’d keep it very simple: nothing to reach for, nothing to manufacture. Just let the body sit, breathe, and be included in stillness. “Home” is not somewhere else. It is the instant in which you stop insisting that you are elsewhere.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Lesson #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #stillness #instant

THE GREAT UNDRESSING 💎

Death removes the religious and the spiritual costumes, the titles, the certificates, the attainments, the body image, the bank balance, the clever opinions, and the whole little theatre of specialness.

Not cruelly.

Just completely.

The body goes back to weather.

The name becomes sound.

The story fades from the room.

And whatever was real was never in the performance anyway.

Death does not negotiate with self-importance.

It says:

finished.

And strangely, that is merciful.

Because if specialness is the disease, death is one of the ways the body’s argument finally stops talking.

Meanwhile, before the appointment arrives, we can have a warm bed, clean dishes, a decent laugh, a quiet breath, and nothing left to prove.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #Death #religious

THE GREAT UNDRESSING 💎

Death removes the religious and the spiritual costumes, the titles, the certificates, the attainments, the body image, the bank balance, the clever opinions, and the whole little theatre of specialness.

Not cruelly.

Just completely.

The body goes back to weather.

The name becomes sound.

The story fades from the room.

And whatever was real was never in the performance anyway.

Death does not negotiate with self-importance.

It says:

finished.

And strangely, that is merciful.

Because if specialness is the disease, death is one of the ways the body’s argument finally stops talking.

Meanwhile, before the appointment arrives, we can have a warm bed, clean dishes, a decent laugh, a quiet breath, and nothing left to prove.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #Death #religious

PEOPLE OF EARTH 💎

I may have lost #contact with the people of Earth.

The #Labor Party used to be cooler. People seemed less managed, less branded, less terrified of saying the wrong thing.

I miss something about the 70s and 80s.

Not everything. God no.

But there was a rawness then. We talked to each other. No #social media. No permanent performance. No #algorithm training everyone into public outrage, victimhood stardom, #mob righteousness, or personal marketing.

Just people, in whatever configuration we happened to arrive in.

The early Pride #marches in Sydney. Bodies in the street. Fear, courage, music, awkwardness, sex, politics, friendship, bad #hair, good #boots.

Life was not yet owned by screens. Screens were still a novelty, and modern #algorithms hadn’t been invented yet.

Now everyone seems to be influencing, curating, defending, accusing, branding, reacting, or recovering from being reacted to.

I am aware this is still a lot of words for the average modern #thumb.

But I’m 70. I remember paragraphs.

I don’t #hate the present.

But I do miss the ordinary #human mess before it all became slop.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #EARTH #PEOPLE #Sydney

PEOPLE OF EARTH 💎

I may have lost #contact with the people of Earth.

The #Labor Party used to be cooler. People seemed less managed, less branded, less terrified of saying the wrong thing.

I miss something about the 70s and 80s.

Not everything. God no.

But there was a rawness then. We talked to each other. No #social media. No permanent performance. No #algorithm training everyone into public outrage, victimhood stardom, #mob righteousness, or personal marketing.

Just people, in whatever configuration we happened to arrive in.

The early Pride #marches in Sydney. Bodies in the street. Fear, courage, music, awkwardness, sex, politics, friendship, bad #hair, good #boots.

Life was not yet owned by screens. Screens were still a novelty, and modern #algorithms hadn’t been invented yet.

Now everyone seems to be influencing, curating, defending, accusing, branding, reacting, or recovering from being reacted to.

I am aware this is still a lot of words for the average modern #thumb.

But I’m 70. I remember paragraphs.

I don’t #hate the present.

But I do miss the ordinary #human mess before it all became slop.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #EARTH #PEOPLE #Sydney

PEOPLE OF EARTH 💎

I may have lost #contact with the people of Earth.

The #Labor Party used to be cooler. People seemed less managed, less branded, less terrified of saying the wrong thing.

I miss something about the 70s and 80s.

Not everything. God no.

But there was a rawness then. We talked to each other. No #social media. No permanent performance. No #algorithm training everyone into public outrage, victimhood stardom, #mob righteousness, or personal marketing.

Just people, in whatever configuration we happened to arrive in.

The early Pride #marches in Sydney. Bodies in the street. Fear, courage, music, awkwardness, sex, politics, friendship, bad #hair, good #boots.

Life was not yet owned by screens. Screens were still a novelty, and modern #algorithms hadn’t been invented yet.

Now everyone seems to be influencing, curating, defending, accusing, branding, reacting, or recovering from being reacted to.

I am aware this is still a lot of words for the average modern #thumb.

But I’m 70. I remember paragraphs.

I don’t #hate the present.

But I do miss the ordinary #human mess before it all became slop.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #EARTH #PEOPLE #Sydney

PEOPLE OF EARTH 💎

I may have lost #contact with the people of Earth.

The #Labor Party used to be cooler. People seemed less managed, less branded, less terrified of saying the wrong thing.

I miss something about the 70s and 80s.

Not everything. God no.

But there was a rawness then. We talked to each other. No #social media. No permanent performance. No #algorithm training everyone into public outrage, victimhood stardom, #mob righteousness, or personal marketing.

Just people, in whatever configuration we happened to arrive in.

The early Pride #marches in Sydney. Bodies in the street. Fear, courage, music, awkwardness, sex, politics, friendship, bad #hair, good #boots.

Life was not yet owned by screens. Screens were still a novelty, and modern #algorithms hadn’t been invented yet.

Now everyone seems to be influencing, curating, defending, accusing, branding, reacting, or recovering from being reacted to.

I am aware this is still a lot of words for the average modern #thumb.

But I’m 70. I remember paragraphs.

I don’t #hate the present.

But I do miss the ordinary #human mess before it all became slop.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #EARTH #PEOPLE #Sydney

PEOPLE OF EARTH 💎

I may have lost #contact with the people of Earth.

The #Labor Party used to be cooler. People seemed less managed, less branded, less terrified of saying the wrong thing.

I miss something about the 70s and 80s.

Not everything. God no.

But there was a rawness then. We talked to each other. No #social media. No permanent performance. No #algorithm training everyone into public outrage, victimhood stardom, #mob righteousness, or personal marketing.

Just people, in whatever configuration we happened to arrive in.

The early Pride #marches in Sydney. Bodies in the street. Fear, courage, music, awkwardness, sex, politics, friendship, bad #hair, good #boots.

Life was not yet owned by screens. Screens were still a novelty, and modern #algorithms hadn’t been invented yet.

Now everyone seems to be influencing, curating, defending, accusing, branding, reacting, or recovering from being reacted to.

I am aware this is still a lot of words for the average modern #thumb.

But I’m 70. I remember paragraphs.

I don’t #hate the present.

But I do miss the ordinary #human mess before it all became slop.

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #EARTH #PEOPLE #Sydney

THIS #MONASTERY HAS #NETFLIX 💎

My life has become much simpler.

I live with #Peter and the pups.

There are fires to light, meals to eat, rooms to clean, bills to pay, bodies to care for, and all the ordinary things that come and go.

Three times a day, I stop and practise.

I sit down.

I breathe.

I return to the body and to stillness.

More and more, the rest of my life takes its place around that.

Not practice as preparation for something else.

Practice as the whole of a life.

I sometimes think of myself as a #monk living in the world.

I have no robe, no formal vows, and no monastery.

This one has Netflix, two small white dogs, and a man called Peter who thinks A Course in Miracles is woo-woo.

But the direction is clear.

I am no longer looking for another teacher, system, country, experience, or improved version of myself.

I spent much of my life searching.

I travelled, followed teachers, joined communities, read #books and looked for something that might finally explain me to myself.

Now the search has become unnecessary.

A Course in Miracles says that I did not create myself.

If I did not create myself, I am not responsible for creation.

I do not have to force #reality to behave according to my ideas or make the universe look the way I thought it should.

I can stop trying to manage what I did not make.

That is an enormous relief.

“I need do nothing” no longer sounds passive.

It sounds sane.

It does not mean lying around while the roof collapses.

It means I do not have to manufacture reality, defend an identity, or improve what God created.

I can live the life in front of me.

I can breathe, love Peter, rub the #pups’ backs, keep the fire going, and write what is true.

Perhaps that is what overcoming the world means.

Not defeating it or escaping it.

Simply no longer asking it to provide what it cannot give.

The world can still be funny, beautiful, irritating, tender, and absurd.

But it is no longer home.

Practice is home now.

Breath is home.

#Stillness is #home

And this ordinary #life is enough.

#YouTube #video #Self #religion #language #imagination #experience #Hinduism #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

THIS #MONASTERY HAS #NETFLIX 💎

My life has become much simpler.

I live with #Peter and the pups.

There are fires to light, meals to eat, rooms to clean, bills to pay, bodies to care for, and all the ordinary things that come and go.

Three times a day, I stop and practise.

I sit down.

I breathe.

I return to the body and to stillness.

More and more, the rest of my life takes its place around that.

Not practice as preparation for something else.

Practice as the whole of a life.

I sometimes think of myself as a #monk living in the world.

I have no robe, no formal vows, and no monastery.

This one has Netflix, two small white dogs, and a man called Peter who thinks A Course in Miracles is woo-woo.

But the direction is clear.

I am no longer looking for another teacher, system, country, experience, or improved version of myself.

I spent much of my life searching.

I travelled, followed teachers, joined communities, read #books and looked for something that might finally explain me to myself.

Now the search has become unnecessary.

A Course in Miracles says that I did not create myself.

If I did not create myself, I am not responsible for creation.

I do not have to force #reality to behave according to my ideas or make the universe look the way I thought it should.

I can stop trying to manage what I did not make.

That is an enormous relief.

“I need do nothing” no longer sounds passive.

It sounds sane.

It does not mean lying around while the roof collapses.

It means I do not have to manufacture reality, defend an identity, or improve what God created.

I can live the life in front of me.

I can breathe, love Peter, rub the #pups’ backs, keep the fire going, and write what is true.

Perhaps that is what overcoming the world means.

Not defeating it or escaping it.

Simply no longer asking it to provide what it cannot give.

The world can still be funny, beautiful, irritating, tender, and absurd.

But it is no longer home.

Practice is home now.

Breath is home.

#Stillness is #home

And this ordinary #life is enough.

#YouTube #video #Self #religion #language #imagination #experience #Hinduism #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

THIS #MONASTERY HAS #NETFLIX 💎

My life has become much simpler.

I live with #Peter and the pups.

There are fires to light, meals to eat, rooms to clean, bills to pay, bodies to care for, and all the ordinary things that come and go.

Three times a day, I stop and practise.

I sit down.

I breathe.

I return to the body and to stillness.

More and more, the rest of my life takes its place around that.

Not practice as preparation for something else.

Practice as the whole of a life.

I sometimes think of myself as a #monk living in the world.

I have no robe, no formal vows, and no monastery.

This one has Netflix, two small white dogs, and a man called Peter who thinks A Course in Miracles is woo-woo.

But the direction is clear.

I am no longer looking for another teacher, system, country, experience, or improved version of myself.

I spent much of my life searching.

I travelled, followed teachers, joined communities, read #books and looked for something that might finally explain me to myself.

Now the search has become unnecessary.

A Course in Miracles says that I did not create myself.

If I did not create myself, I am not responsible for creation.

I do not have to force #reality to behave according to my ideas or make the universe look the way I thought it should.

I can stop trying to manage what I did not make.

That is an enormous relief.

“I need do nothing” no longer sounds passive.

It sounds sane.

It does not mean lying around while the roof collapses.

It means I do not have to manufacture reality, defend an identity, or improve what God created.

I can live the life in front of me.

I can breathe, love Peter, rub the #pups’ backs, keep the fire going, and write what is true.

Perhaps that is what overcoming the world means.

Not defeating it or escaping it.

Simply no longer asking it to provide what it cannot give.

The world can still be funny, beautiful, irritating, tender, and absurd.

But it is no longer home.

Practice is home now.

Breath is home.

#Stillness is #home

And this ordinary #life is enough.

#YouTube #video #Self #religion #language #imagination #experience #Hinduism #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

THIS #MONASTERY HAS #NETFLIX 💎

My life has become much simpler.

I live with #Peter and the pups.

There are fires to light, meals to eat, rooms to clean, bills to pay, bodies to care for, and all the ordinary things that come and go.

Three times a day, I stop and practise.

I sit down.

I breathe.

I return to the body and to stillness.

More and more, the rest of my life takes its place around that.

Not practice as preparation for something else.

Practice as the whole of a life.

I sometimes think of myself as a #monk living in the world.

I have no robe, no formal vows, and no monastery.

This one has Netflix, two small white dogs, and a man called Peter who thinks A Course in Miracles is woo-woo.

But the direction is clear.

I am no longer looking for another teacher, system, country, experience, or improved version of myself.

I spent much of my life searching.

I travelled, followed teachers, joined communities, read #books and looked for something that might finally explain me to myself.

Now the search has become unnecessary.

A Course in Miracles says that I did not create myself.

If I did not create myself, I am not responsible for creation.

I do not have to force #reality to behave according to my ideas or make the universe look the way I thought it should.

I can stop trying to manage what I did not make.

That is an enormous relief.

“I need do nothing” no longer sounds passive.

It sounds sane.

It does not mean lying around while the roof collapses.

It means I do not have to manufacture reality, defend an identity, or improve what God created.

I can live the life in front of me.

I can breathe, love Peter, rub the #pups’ backs, keep the fire going, and write what is true.

Perhaps that is what overcoming the world means.

Not defeating it or escaping it.

Simply no longer asking it to provide what it cannot give.

The world can still be funny, beautiful, irritating, tender, and absurd.

But it is no longer home.

Practice is home now.

Breath is home.

#Stillness is #home

And this ordinary #life is enough.

#YouTube #video #Self #religion #language #imagination #experience #Hinduism #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

THIS #MONASTERY HAS #NETFLIX 💎

My life has become much simpler.

I live with #Peter and the pups.

There are fires to light, meals to eat, rooms to clean, bills to pay, bodies to care for, and all the ordinary things that come and go.

Three times a day, I stop and practise.

I sit down.

I breathe.

I return to the body and to stillness.

More and more, the rest of my life takes its place around that.

Not practice as preparation for something else.

Practice as the whole of a life.

I sometimes think of myself as a #monk living in the world.

I have no robe, no formal vows, and no monastery.

This one has Netflix, two small white dogs, and a man called Peter who thinks A Course in Miracles is woo-woo.

But the direction is clear.

I am no longer looking for another teacher, system, country, experience, or improved version of myself.

I spent much of my life searching.

I travelled, followed teachers, joined communities, read #books and looked for something that might finally explain me to myself.

Now the search has become unnecessary.

A Course in Miracles says that I did not create myself.

If I did not create myself, I am not responsible for creation.

I do not have to force #reality to behave according to my ideas or make the universe look the way I thought it should.

I can stop trying to manage what I did not make.

That is an enormous relief.

“I need do nothing” no longer sounds passive.

It sounds sane.

It does not mean lying around while the roof collapses.

It means I do not have to manufacture reality, defend an identity, or improve what God created.

I can live the life in front of me.

I can breathe, love Peter, rub the #pups’ backs, keep the fire going, and write what is true.

Perhaps that is what overcoming the world means.

Not defeating it or escaping it.

Simply no longer asking it to provide what it cannot give.

The world can still be funny, beautiful, irritating, tender, and absurd.

But it is no longer home.

Practice is home now.

Breath is home.

#Stillness is #home

And this ordinary #life is enough.

#YouTube #video #Self #religion #language #imagination #experience #Hinduism #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

THIS MONASTERY HAS NETFLIX

My life has become much simpler.

I live with Peter and the pups.

There are fires to light, meals to eat, rooms to clean, conversations to have, bills to pay, bodies to care for, and all the ordinary things that come and go.

And three times a day, I stop and practise.

I sit down.

I breathe.

I return to the body.

I return to stillness.

More and more, the rest of my life takes its place around that.

Not practice as preparation for something else.

Not practice as a way of becoming spiritually impressive.

Practice as the whole of a life.

I sometimes think of myself as a monk living in the world.

I have no monastery.

No robe.

No vows recognised by anyone.

The monastery has Netflix, two small white dogs, and a man called Peter who thinks A Course in Miracles is woo-woo.

But the direction is clear.

I am no longer looking for another teacher, another system, another country, another experience, or another version of myself.

I spent much of my life doing that.

I travelled, searched, followed teachers, joined communities, read books, and looked for something that might finally explain me to myself.

Now the search has become unnecessary.

A Course in Miracles says that I did not create myself.

That has become very important to me.

If I did not create myself, then I am not responsible for creation.

I do not have to make reality behave according to my ideas.

I do not have to force the universe to look the way I thought it should.

I can stop trying to manage what I did not make.

That is an enormous relief.

“I need do nothing” no longer sounds passive to me.

It sounds sane.

It does not mean lying around while the roof collapses.

It means I do not have to manufacture reality, defend an identity, or improve what God created.

I can live the life in front of me.

I can breathe.

I can love Peter.

I can rub the pups’ backs.

I can keep the fire going.

I can write what is true.

I can let the world come and go without asking it to save me.

Perhaps that is what overcoming the world means.

Not defeating it.

Not escaping it.

Not becoming superior to it.

Simply no longer asking it to provide what it cannot give.

The world can still be enjoyed.

It can still be funny, beautiful, irritating, tender, and absurd.

But it is no longer home.

Practice is home now.

Breath is home.

Stillness is home.

And this ordinary life, lived carefully and completely, is enough.

#NETFLIX #MONASTERY #travel
#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #Peter #Pups

THIS MONASTERY HAS NETFLIX

My life has become much simpler.

I live with Peter and the pups.

There are fires to light, meals to eat, rooms to clean, conversations to have, bills to pay, bodies to care for, and all the ordinary things that come and go.

And three times a day, I stop and practise.

I sit down.

I breathe.

I return to the body.

I return to stillness.

More and more, the rest of my life takes its place around that.

Not practice as preparation for something else.

Not practice as a way of becoming spiritually impressive.

Practice as the whole of a life.

I sometimes think of myself as a monk living in the world.

I have no monastery.

No robe.

No vows recognised by anyone.

The monastery has Netflix, two small white dogs, and a man called Peter who thinks A Course in Miracles is woo-woo.

But the direction is clear.

I am no longer looking for another teacher, another system, another country, another experience, or another version of myself.

I spent much of my life doing that.

I travelled, searched, followed teachers, joined communities, read books, and looked for something that might finally explain me to myself.

Now the search has become unnecessary.

A Course in Miracles says that I did not create myself.

That has become very important to me.

If I did not create myself, then I am not responsible for creation.

I do not have to make reality behave according to my ideas.

I do not have to force the universe to look the way I thought it should.

I can stop trying to manage what I did not make.

That is an enormous relief.

“I need do nothing” no longer sounds passive to me.

It sounds sane.

It does not mean lying around while the roof collapses.

It means I do not have to manufacture reality, defend an identity, or improve what God created.

I can live the life in front of me.

I can breathe.

I can love Peter.

I can rub the pups’ backs.

I can keep the fire going.

I can write what is true.

I can let the world come and go without asking it to save me.

Perhaps that is what overcoming the world means.

Not defeating it.

Not escaping it.

Not becoming superior to it.

Simply no longer asking it to provide what it cannot give.

The world can still be enjoyed.

It can still be funny, beautiful, irritating, tender, and absurd.

But it is no longer home.

Practice is home now.

Breath is home.

Stillness is home.

And this ordinary life, lived carefully and completely, is enough.

#NETFLIX #MONASTERY #travel
#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #Peter #Pups

THE SOUVENIR SHOP IS CLOSED! 🔔

I spent a large part of my life looking for special spiritual people.

Teachers.

Masters.

People with excellent lighting and suspiciously calm voices.

I truly believed they knew something I did not.

Usually, they did.

They knew how to become the most important person in the room without appearing to try.

Embarrassingly, I worshipped most of them.

Some discouraged it.

Some accepted it with remarkable inner peace.

That should probably have told me something.

The arrangement was simple.

They were special.

And I became special by recognising how special they were.

Everybody won.

Except sanity.

A Course in Miracles does not do that.

Jesus does not need a fan club.

Truth does not need robes, incense, a stage, a mailing list, or a photograph taken from slightly below chin level and placed on a special altar.

Truth does not make me special.

It does not ask me to become impressive.

It does not whisper that I am more awake than the people next door.

It simply removes the need for the whole performance.

Everyone leaves this world.

Some leave quickly.

Some take eighty years and several streaming subscriptions.

But everyone leaves.

So I no longer want relationships built on worship, rescue, dependency, possession, or spiritual celebrity.

I do not want to be anyone’s chosen one.

I do not want anyone to be mine.

That sounds exhausting now anyway.

I want the ordinary love of Atonement.

No pedestal.

No inner circle.

No one pretending to be the answer.

Just people meeting honestly, enjoying one another, and remembering not to start another f**king religion.

Sometimes I think I should have stayed with the Course all my life.

Instead, I travelled the world collecting spiritual detours like fridge magnets.

Still, I am here now.

And the souvenir shop is closed.

#souvenir #religion #love #Teachers #special #People #Truth #worship #photography #altar #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

THE SOUVENIR SHOP IS CLOSED! 🔔

I spent a large part of my life looking for special spiritual people.

Teachers.

Masters.

People with excellent lighting and suspiciously calm voices.

I truly believed they knew something I did not.

Usually, they did.

They knew how to become the most important person in the room without appearing to try.

Embarrassingly, I worshipped most of them.

Some discouraged it.

Some accepted it with remarkable inner peace.

That should probably have told me something.

The arrangement was simple.

They were special.

And I became special by recognising how special they were.

Everybody won.

Except sanity.

A Course in Miracles does not do that.

Jesus does not need a fan club.

Truth does not need robes, incense, a stage, a mailing list, or a photograph taken from slightly below chin level and placed on a special altar.

Truth does not make me special.

It does not ask me to become impressive.

It does not whisper that I am more awake than the people next door.

It simply removes the need for the whole performance.

Everyone leaves this world.

Some leave quickly.

Some take eighty years and several streaming subscriptions.

But everyone leaves.

So I no longer want relationships built on worship, rescue, dependency, possession, or spiritual celebrity.

I do not want to be anyone’s chosen one.

I do not want anyone to be mine.

That sounds exhausting now anyway.

I want the ordinary love of Atonement.

No pedestal.

No inner circle.

No one pretending to be the answer.

Just people meeting honestly, enjoying one another, and remembering not to start another f**king religion.

Sometimes I think I should have stayed with the Course all my life.

Instead, I travelled the world collecting spiritual detours like fridge magnets.

Still, I am here now.

And the souvenir shop is closed.

#souvenir #religion #love #Teachers #special #People #Truth #worship #photography #altar #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

THE SOUVENIR SHOP IS CLOSED! 🔔

I spent a large part of my life looking for special spiritual people.

Teachers.

Masters.

People with excellent lighting and suspiciously calm voices.

I truly believed they knew something I did not.

Usually, they did.

They knew how to become the most important person in the room without appearing to try.

Embarrassingly, I worshipped most of them.

Some discouraged it.

Some accepted it with remarkable inner peace.

That should probably have told me something.

The arrangement was simple.

They were special.

And I became special by recognising how special they were.

Everybody won.

Except sanity.

A Course in Miracles does not do that.

Jesus does not need a fan club.

Truth does not need robes, incense, a stage, a mailing list, or a photograph taken from slightly below chin level and placed on a special altar.

Truth does not make me special.

It does not ask me to become impressive.

It does not whisper that I am more awake than the people next door.

It simply removes the need for the whole performance.

Everyone leaves this world.

Some leave quickly.

Some take eighty years and several streaming subscriptions.

But everyone leaves.

So I no longer want relationships built on worship, rescue, dependency, possession, or spiritual celebrity.

I do not want to be anyone’s chosen one.

I do not want anyone to be mine.

That sounds exhausting now anyway.

I want the ordinary love of Atonement.

No pedestal.

No inner circle.

No one pretending to be the answer.

Just people meeting honestly, enjoying one another, and remembering not to start another f**king religion.

Sometimes I think I should have stayed with the Course all my life.

Instead, I travelled the world collecting spiritual detours like fridge magnets.

Still, I am here now.

And the souvenir shop is closed.

#souvenir #religion #love #Teachers #special #People #Truth #worship #photography #altar #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

THE SOUVENIR SHOP IS CLOSED! 🔔

I spent a large part of my life looking for special spiritual people.

Teachers.

Masters.

People with excellent lighting and suspiciously calm voices.

I truly believed they knew something I did not.

Usually, they did.

They knew how to become the most important person in the room without appearing to try.

Embarrassingly, I worshipped most of them.

Some discouraged it.

Some accepted it with remarkable inner peace.

That should probably have told me something.

The arrangement was simple.

They were special.

And I became special by recognising how special they were.

Everybody won.

Except sanity.

A Course in Miracles does not do that.

Jesus does not need a fan club.

Truth does not need robes, incense, a stage, a mailing list, or a photograph taken from slightly below chin level and placed on a special altar.

Truth does not make me special.

It does not ask me to become impressive.

It does not whisper that I am more awake than the people next door.

It simply removes the need for the whole performance.

Everyone leaves this world.

Some leave quickly.

Some take eighty years and several streaming subscriptions.

But everyone leaves.

So I no longer want relationships built on worship, rescue, dependency, possession, or spiritual celebrity.

I do not want to be anyone’s chosen one.

I do not want anyone to be mine.

That sounds exhausting now anyway.

I want the ordinary love of Atonement.

No pedestal.

No inner circle.

No one pretending to be the answer.

Just people meeting honestly, enjoying one another, and remembering not to start another f**king religion.

Sometimes I think I should have stayed with the Course all my life.

Instead, I travelled the world collecting spiritual detours like fridge magnets.

Still, I am here now.

And the souvenir shop is closed.

#souvenir #religion #love #Teachers #special #People #Truth #worship #photography #altar #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

THE SOUVENIR SHOP IS CLOSED! 🔔

I spent a large part of my life looking for special spiritual people.

Teachers.

Masters.

People with excellent lighting and suspiciously calm voices.

I truly believed they knew something I did not.

Usually, they did.

They knew how to become the most important person in the room without appearing to try.

Embarrassingly, I worshipped most of them.

Some discouraged it.

Some accepted it with remarkable inner peace.

That should probably have told me something.

The arrangement was simple.

They were special.

And I became special by recognising how special they were.

Everybody won.

Except sanity.

A Course in Miracles does not do that.

Jesus does not need a fan club.

Truth does not need robes, incense, a stage, a mailing list, or a photograph taken from slightly below chin level and placed on a special altar.

Truth does not make me special.

It does not ask me to become impressive.

It does not whisper that I am more awake than the people next door.

It simply removes the need for the whole performance.

Everyone leaves this world.

Some leave quickly.

Some take eighty years and several streaming subscriptions.

But everyone leaves.

So I no longer want relationships built on worship, rescue, dependency, possession, or spiritual celebrity.

I do not want to be anyone’s chosen one.

I do not want anyone to be mine.

That sounds exhausting now anyway.

I want the ordinary love of Atonement.

No pedestal.

No inner circle.

No one pretending to be the answer.

Just people meeting honestly, enjoying one another, and remembering not to start another f**king religion.

Sometimes I think I should have stayed with the Course all my life.

Instead, I travelled the world collecting spiritual detours like fridge magnets.

Still, I am here now.

And the souvenir shop is closed.

#souvenir #religion #love #Teachers #special #People #Truth #worship #photography #altar #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

WHEN THE INTERNET
STOPPED BEING HOME 💎

One of the best uses I have found for AI is avoiding fifteen-minute YouTube videos containing ninety seconds of useful information and thirteen minutes of a man clearing his throat in public.

I give AI the video transcript.

It gives me the important points.

No dramatic build-up.

No repeated warnings.

No “please smash the subscribe button.”

No creator taking one perfectly decent idea and stretching it until it needs medical attention.

This suits me because I saw the problem with online performance and time-wasting a long time ago.

For me, it began with Facebook.

In the beginning, Facebook felt like a place where people simply turned up and spoke to one another.

It was great.

Real groups formed, people found one another, and there was no constant feeling that a machine was standing behind everyone controlling the conversation.

Then the algorithms turned up.

Some things were buried.

Other things were pushed into your face while wearing a fluorescent hat.

People began adjusting themselves for reach, often unconsciously.

More outrage.

More exposure.

More certainty.

More performance.

The conversation was no longer simply between friends.

There was always a machine in the room deciding who would be seen, who would vanish, and which emotional breakdown had the best engagement potential.

That was when Facebook stopped feeling like a home to me.

YouTube quickly went the same way.

A person may begin with something real to say, genuine talent, knowledge or curiosity.

Then the platform teaches them to stretch, tease, repeat, brand and perform.

Eventually, the pay-me persona slips in and takes over.

The talent may still be there.

But now you have to tunnel through the sponsorship, the thumbnail face, the fake urgency and the sacred algorithm before you reach it.

I would rather hear the truth in two minutes than watch someone marinate in the stretched-out version for twenty.

So now I outsource the slop.

I keep the useful bits.

And I keep my morning.

#YouTube #Facebook #conversation #outsource #tunnel #platform #talent #groups #outrage #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

WHEN THE INTERNET
STOPPED BEING HOME 💎

One of the best uses I have found for AI is avoiding fifteen-minute YouTube videos containing ninety seconds of useful information and thirteen minutes of a man clearing his throat in public.

I give AI the video transcript.

It gives me the important points.

No dramatic build-up.

No repeated warnings.

No “please smash the subscribe button.”

No creator taking one perfectly decent idea and stretching it until it needs medical attention.

This suits me because I saw the problem with online performance and time-wasting a long time ago.

For me, it began with Facebook.

In the beginning, Facebook felt like a place where people simply turned up and spoke to one another.

It was great.

Real groups formed, people found one another, and there was no constant feeling that a machine was standing behind everyone controlling the conversation.

Then the algorithms turned up.

Some things were buried.

Other things were pushed into your face while wearing a fluorescent hat.

People began adjusting themselves for reach, often unconsciously.

More outrage.

More exposure.

More certainty.

More performance.

The conversation was no longer simply between friends.

There was always a machine in the room deciding who would be seen, who would vanish, and which emotional breakdown had the best engagement potential.

That was when Facebook stopped feeling like a home to me.

YouTube quickly went the same way.

A person may begin with something real to say, genuine talent, knowledge or curiosity.

Then the platform teaches them to stretch, tease, repeat, brand and perform.

Eventually, the pay-me persona slips in and takes over.

The talent may still be there.

But now you have to tunnel through the sponsorship, the thumbnail face, the fake urgency and the sacred algorithm before you reach it.

I would rather hear the truth in two minutes than watch someone marinate in the stretched-out version for twenty.

So now I outsource the slop.

I keep the useful bits.

And I keep my morning.

#YouTube #Facebook #conversation #outsource #tunnel #platform #talent #groups #outrage #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

WHEN THE INTERNET
STOPPED BEING HOME 💎

One of the best uses I have found for AI is avoiding fifteen-minute YouTube videos containing ninety seconds of useful information and thirteen minutes of a man clearing his throat in public.

I give AI the video transcript.

It gives me the important points.

No dramatic build-up.

No repeated warnings.

No “please smash the subscribe button.”

No creator taking one perfectly decent idea and stretching it until it needs medical attention.

This suits me because I saw the problem with online performance and time-wasting a long time ago.

For me, it began with Facebook.

In the beginning, Facebook felt like a place where people simply turned up and spoke to one another.

It was great.

Real groups formed, people found one another, and there was no constant feeling that a machine was standing behind everyone controlling the conversation.

Then the algorithms turned up.

Some things were buried.

Other things were pushed into your face while wearing a fluorescent hat.

People began adjusting themselves for reach, often unconsciously.

More outrage.

More exposure.

More certainty.

More performance.

The conversation was no longer simply between friends.

There was always a machine in the room deciding who would be seen, who would vanish, and which emotional breakdown had the best engagement potential.

That was when Facebook stopped feeling like a home to me.

YouTube quickly went the same way.

A person may begin with something real to say, genuine talent, knowledge or curiosity.

Then the platform teaches them to stretch, tease, repeat, brand and perform.

Eventually, the pay-me persona slips in and takes over.

The talent may still be there.

But now you have to tunnel through the sponsorship, the thumbnail face, the fake urgency and the sacred algorithm before you reach it.

I would rather hear the truth in two minutes than watch someone marinate in the stretched-out version for twenty.

So now I outsource the slop.

I keep the useful bits.

And I keep my morning.

#YouTube #Facebook #conversation #outsource #tunnel #platform #talent #groups #outrage #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

WHEN THE INTERNET
STOPPED BEING HOME 💎

One of the best uses I have found for AI is avoiding fifteen-minute YouTube videos containing ninety seconds of useful information and thirteen minutes of a man clearing his throat in public.

I give AI the video transcript.

It gives me the important points.

No dramatic build-up.

No repeated warnings.

No “please smash the subscribe button.”

No creator taking one perfectly decent idea and stretching it until it needs medical attention.

This suits me because I saw the problem with online performance and time-wasting a long time ago.

For me, it began with Facebook.

In the beginning, Facebook felt like a place where people simply turned up and spoke to one another.

It was great.

Real groups formed, people found one another, and there was no constant feeling that a machine was standing behind everyone controlling the conversation.

Then the algorithms turned up.

Some things were buried.

Other things were pushed into your face while wearing a fluorescent hat.

People began adjusting themselves for reach, often unconsciously.

More outrage.

More exposure.

More certainty.

More performance.

The conversation was no longer simply between friends.

There was always a machine in the room deciding who would be seen, who would vanish, and which emotional breakdown had the best engagement potential.

That was when Facebook stopped feeling like a home to me.

YouTube quickly went the same way.

A person may begin with something real to say, genuine talent, knowledge or curiosity.

Then the platform teaches them to stretch, tease, repeat, brand and perform.

Eventually, the pay-me persona slips in and takes over.

The talent may still be there.

But now you have to tunnel through the sponsorship, the thumbnail face, the fake urgency and the sacred algorithm before you reach it.

I would rather hear the truth in two minutes than watch someone marinate in the stretched-out version for twenty.

So now I outsource the slop.

I keep the useful bits.

And I keep my morning.

#YouTube #Facebook #conversation #outsource #tunnel #platform #talent #groups #outrage #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

WHEN THE INTERNET
STOPPED BEING HOME 💎

One of the best uses I have found for AI is avoiding fifteen-minute YouTube videos containing ninety seconds of useful information and thirteen minutes of a man clearing his throat in public.

I give AI the video transcript.

It gives me the important points.

No dramatic build-up.

No repeated warnings.

No “please smash the subscribe button.”

No creator taking one perfectly decent idea and stretching it until it needs medical attention.

This suits me because I saw the problem with online performance and time-wasting a long time ago.

For me, it began with Facebook.

In the beginning, Facebook felt like a place where people simply turned up and spoke to one another.

It was great.

Real groups formed, people found one another, and there was no constant feeling that a machine was standing behind everyone controlling the conversation.

Then the algorithms turned up.

Some things were buried.

Other things were pushed into your face while wearing a fluorescent hat.

People began adjusting themselves for reach, often unconsciously.

More outrage.

More exposure.

More certainty.

More performance.

The conversation was no longer simply between friends.

There was always a machine in the room deciding who would be seen, who would vanish, and which emotional breakdown had the best engagement potential.

That was when Facebook stopped feeling like a home to me.

YouTube quickly went the same way.

A person may begin with something real to say, genuine talent, knowledge or curiosity.

Then the platform teaches them to stretch, tease, repeat, brand and perform.

Eventually, the pay-me persona slips in and takes over.

The talent may still be there.

But now you have to tunnel through the sponsorship, the thumbnail face, the fake urgency and the sacred algorithm before you reach it.

I would rather hear the truth in two minutes than watch someone marinate in the stretched-out version for twenty.

So now I outsource the slop.

I keep the useful bits.

And I keep my morning.

#YouTube #Facebook #conversation #outsource #tunnel #platform #talent #groups #outrage #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

Adyashanti - On Osho
"Just be honest, just be a real human being"
https://youtu.be/g-oo35QbGIo?si=MhQYOh0-upq78g9X

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #Osho #Adyashanti

Adyashanti - On Osho
"Just be honest, just be a real human being"
https://youtu.be/g-oo35QbGIo?si=MhQYOh0-upq78g9X

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #Osho #Adyashanti

Adyashanti - On Osho
"Just be honest, just be a real human being"
https://youtu.be/g-oo35QbGIo?si=MhQYOh0-upq78g9X

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #Osho #Adyashanti

Adyashanti - On Osho
"Just be honest, just be a real human being"
https://youtu.be/g-oo35QbGIo?si=MhQYOh0-upq78g9X

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #Osho #Adyashanti

Adyashanti - On Osho
"Just be honest, just be a real human being"
https://youtu.be/g-oo35QbGIo?si=MhQYOh0-upq78g9X

#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI #Osho #Adyashanti

WHAT I AM, YOU ARE TOO

I watched a YouTube video about Hinduism, and something in it landed directly.

It spoke about the Self, God, illusion, and the reality beneath appearances.

I was not being given a new belief. I was hearing familiar language for something I had already recognised.

I have recognised the essence of myself.

I call it Reality, although I do not mean anything shaped by religion, supernatural belief, or human imagination.

I mean the reality beneath the body, the name, the personality, the history, the room, the desk, and the coffee cup.

I am reality.

And so are you.

That is not a claim of personal grandeur.

It is almost the opposite.

The person called #Robin is part of the passing dream.

Our bodies, histories, wounds, pleasures, fears, opinions, and relationships all appear.

Life is vivid, painful, beautiful, and sometimes very funny.

But it passes.

Reality does not pass.

So when I look at you, I do not want to see only your behaviour, your history, or the role you are playing.

I do not want to reduce you to the worst thing you have done.

I do not want to place you on a pedestal when I approve of you or reach for the pitchfork when I do not.

You are not merely the image I have made of you.

You are reality too.

In the language of A Course in Miracles, you are part of the Sonship.

Not separate from me in truth, even when we appear separate here.

That does not mean I must agree with you, tolerate cruelty, deny harm, or remain close to you.

It means I do not have to hate you.

I can say no without making you a monster.

I can love you without possessing you.

I can forgive without pretending nothing happened.

This is where kindness becomes real.

Not niceness, politeness, or spiritual performance.

Kindness is remembering that beneath everything I think I know about you, the same reality remains.

Undisturbed.

Unchanged.

Eternal.

Hinduism has its language for this.

A Course in Miracles has another.

But reality remains what it is.

The dream is not a mistake.

It is an experience.

Bodies, coffee cups, relationships, grief, pleasure, and ordinary mornings belong to it.

They can be enjoyed and loved.

But they are not what we are.

I am not trying to become God.

You do not need to become God either.

I am not trying to reach reality.

Neither are you.

I am reality, appearing for a while as this life.

You are reality, appearing for a while as yours.

The dream will end.

Reality will not.

#YouTube #video #Self #religion #language #imagination #experience #Hinduism #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

WHAT I AM, YOU ARE TOO

I watched a YouTube video about Hinduism, and something in it landed directly.

It spoke about the Self, God, illusion, and the reality beneath appearances.

I was not being given a new belief. I was hearing familiar language for something I had already recognised.

I have recognised the essence of myself.

I call it Reality, although I do not mean anything shaped by religion, supernatural belief, or human imagination.

I mean the reality beneath the body, the name, the personality, the history, the room, the desk, and the coffee cup.

I am reality.

And so are you.

That is not a claim of personal grandeur.

It is almost the opposite.

The person called #Robin is part of the passing dream.

Our bodies, histories, wounds, pleasures, fears, opinions, and relationships all appear.

Life is vivid, painful, beautiful, and sometimes very funny.

But it passes.

Reality does not pass.

So when I look at you, I do not want to see only your behaviour, your history, or the role you are playing.

I do not want to reduce you to the worst thing you have done.

I do not want to place you on a pedestal when I approve of you or reach for the pitchfork when I do not.

You are not merely the image I have made of you.

You are reality too.

In the language of A Course in Miracles, you are part of the Sonship.

Not separate from me in truth, even when we appear separate here.

That does not mean I must agree with you, tolerate cruelty, deny harm, or remain close to you.

It means I do not have to hate you.

I can say no without making you a monster.

I can love you without possessing you.

I can forgive without pretending nothing happened.

This is where kindness becomes real.

Not niceness, politeness, or spiritual performance.

Kindness is remembering that beneath everything I think I know about you, the same reality remains.

Undisturbed.

Unchanged.

Eternal.

Hinduism has its language for this.

A Course in Miracles has another.

But reality remains what it is.

The dream is not a mistake.

It is an experience.

Bodies, coffee cups, relationships, grief, pleasure, and ordinary mornings belong to it.

They can be enjoyed and loved.

But they are not what we are.

I am not trying to become God.

You do not need to become God either.

I am not trying to reach reality.

Neither are you.

I am reality, appearing for a while as this life.

You are reality, appearing for a while as yours.

The dream will end.

Reality will not.

#YouTube #video #Self #religion #language #imagination #experience #Hinduism #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

WHAT I AM, YOU ARE TOO

I watched a YouTube video about Hinduism, and something in it landed directly.

It spoke about the Self, God, illusion, and the reality beneath appearances.

I was not being given a new belief. I was hearing familiar language for something I had already recognised.

I have recognised the essence of myself.

I call it Reality, although I do not mean anything shaped by religion, supernatural belief, or human imagination.

I mean the reality beneath the body, the name, the personality, the history, the room, the desk, and the coffee cup.

I am reality.

And so are you.

That is not a claim of personal grandeur.

It is almost the opposite.

The person called #Robin is part of the passing dream.

Our bodies, histories, wounds, pleasures, fears, opinions, and relationships all appear.

Life is vivid, painful, beautiful, and sometimes very funny.

But it passes.

Reality does not pass.

So when I look at you, I do not want to see only your behaviour, your history, or the role you are playing.

I do not want to reduce you to the worst thing you have done.

I do not want to place you on a pedestal when I approve of you or reach for the pitchfork when I do not.

You are not merely the image I have made of you.

You are reality too.

In the language of A Course in Miracles, you are part of the Sonship.

Not separate from me in truth, even when we appear separate here.

That does not mean I must agree with you, tolerate cruelty, deny harm, or remain close to you.

It means I do not have to hate you.

I can say no without making you a monster.

I can love you without possessing you.

I can forgive without pretending nothing happened.

This is where kindness becomes real.

Not niceness, politeness, or spiritual performance.

Kindness is remembering that beneath everything I think I know about you, the same reality remains.

Undisturbed.

Unchanged.

Eternal.

Hinduism has its language for this.

A Course in Miracles has another.

But reality remains what it is.

The dream is not a mistake.

It is an experience.

Bodies, coffee cups, relationships, grief, pleasure, and ordinary mornings belong to it.

They can be enjoyed and loved.

But they are not what we are.

I am not trying to become God.

You do not need to become God either.

I am not trying to reach reality.

Neither are you.

I am reality, appearing for a while as this life.

You are reality, appearing for a while as yours.

The dream will end.

Reality will not.

#YouTube #video #Self #religion #language #imagination #experience #Hinduism #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

WHAT I AM, YOU ARE TOO

I watched a YouTube video about Hinduism, and something in it landed directly.

It spoke about the Self, God, illusion, and the reality beneath appearances.

I was not being given a new belief. I was hearing familiar language for something I had already recognised.

I have recognised the essence of myself.

I call it Reality, although I do not mean anything shaped by religion, supernatural belief, or human imagination.

I mean the reality beneath the body, the name, the personality, the history, the room, the desk, and the coffee cup.

I am reality.

And so are you.

That is not a claim of personal grandeur.

It is almost the opposite.

The person called #Robin is part of the passing dream.

Our bodies, histories, wounds, pleasures, fears, opinions, and relationships all appear.

Life is vivid, painful, beautiful, and sometimes very funny.

But it passes.

Reality does not pass.

So when I look at you, I do not want to see only your behaviour, your history, or the role you are playing.

I do not want to reduce you to the worst thing you have done.

I do not want to place you on a pedestal when I approve of you or reach for the pitchfork when I do not.

You are not merely the image I have made of you.

You are reality too.

In the language of A Course in Miracles, you are part of the Sonship.

Not separate from me in truth, even when we appear separate here.

That does not mean I must agree with you, tolerate cruelty, deny harm, or remain close to you.

It means I do not have to hate you.

I can say no without making you a monster.

I can love you without possessing you.

I can forgive without pretending nothing happened.

This is where kindness becomes real.

Not niceness, politeness, or spiritual performance.

Kindness is remembering that beneath everything I think I know about you, the same reality remains.

Undisturbed.

Unchanged.

Eternal.

Hinduism has its language for this.

A Course in Miracles has another.

But reality remains what it is.

The dream is not a mistake.

It is an experience.

Bodies, coffee cups, relationships, grief, pleasure, and ordinary mornings belong to it.

They can be enjoyed and loved.

But they are not what we are.

I am not trying to become God.

You do not need to become God either.

I am not trying to reach reality.

Neither are you.

I am reality, appearing for a while as this life.

You are reality, appearing for a while as yours.

The dream will end.

Reality will not.

#YouTube #video #Self #religion #language #imagination #experience #Hinduism #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

WHAT I AM, YOU ARE TOO

I watched a YouTube video about Hinduism, and something in it landed directly.

It spoke about the Self, God, illusion, and the reality beneath appearances.

I was not being given a new belief. I was hearing familiar language for something I had already recognised.

I have recognised the essence of myself.

I call it Reality, although I do not mean anything shaped by religion, supernatural belief, or human imagination.

I mean the reality beneath the body, the name, the personality, the history, the room, the desk, and the coffee cup.

I am reality.

And so are you.

That is not a claim of personal grandeur.

It is almost the opposite.

The person called #Robin is part of the passing dream.

Our bodies, histories, wounds, pleasures, fears, opinions, and relationships all appear.

Life is vivid, painful, beautiful, and sometimes very funny.

But it passes.

Reality does not pass.

So when I look at you, I do not want to see only your behaviour, your history, or the role you are playing.

I do not want to reduce you to the worst thing you have done.

I do not want to place you on a pedestal when I approve of you or reach for the pitchfork when I do not.

You are not merely the image I have made of you.

You are reality too.

In the language of A Course in Miracles, you are part of the Sonship.

Not separate from me in truth, even when we appear separate here.

That does not mean I must agree with you, tolerate cruelty, deny harm, or remain close to you.

It means I do not have to hate you.

I can say no without making you a monster.

I can love you without possessing you.

I can forgive without pretending nothing happened.

This is where kindness becomes real.

Not niceness, politeness, or spiritual performance.

Kindness is remembering that beneath everything I think I know about you, the same reality remains.

Undisturbed.

Unchanged.

Eternal.

Hinduism has its language for this.

A Course in Miracles has another.

But reality remains what it is.

The dream is not a mistake.

It is an experience.

Bodies, coffee cups, relationships, grief, pleasure, and ordinary mornings belong to it.

They can be enjoyed and loved.

But they are not what we are.

I am not trying to become God.

You do not need to become God either.

I am not trying to reach reality.

Neither are you.

I am reality, appearing for a while as this life.

You are reality, appearing for a while as yours.

The dream will end.

Reality will not.

#YouTube #video #Self #religion #language #imagination #experience #Hinduism #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

MANAGING SYMPTOMS.
NOT SEEKING #ENLIGHTENMENT

People sometimes mistake me for someone spiritual. I am not. I am practical.

I #breathe consciously because it hurts when I do not. I fast because it hurts when I am too heavy. I walk because the body needs #movement I meditate because disorder is painful. I pay attention because not paying #attention has #consequences

That is all.

There is no halo around any of it.

For years, I have lived with the aftermath of a major stroke, hemiplegia, weight, discomfort, and all the indignities that come with a damaged body. None of it was beautiful. None of it was noble. It was simply what had happened.

After enough years of suffering, I began to see that the body was giving me facts.

Breathe. Move. Rest. Eat less. Get up. Walk. Pay attention. Do the next thing.

That is the whole system.

The body is not asking for #philosophy. It is asking for #breakfast. Then breathwork. Then a #walk. Then rest. Then perhaps irritation. Then perhaps #laughter Then the next thing.

And the next.

And the next.

It is not unlike ChatGPT. There is no little person inside either of us running around with a clipboard. There is just the next movement, the next word, the next breath, the next necessity.

For most of my life, I made all of this into a problem. I had fantasies about death, ideas about enlightenment, thoughts about escape. I believed I had to understand everything.

Now I see something much simpler.

There is only life while it is being lived. There is waking. There is sleeping. There is waking again. And one day, there will simply be a last time I go to sleep.

I cannot experience death. I can only experience life.

So death has lost its reality for me.

Not because A Course in Miracles tells me there is no death. Not because I believe a doctrine. Because when I look directly, death is never here.

Life is here.

Breathing is here.

The body is here, demanding #attention again.

Probably lunch.

Nothing matters in the way I once thought things mattered. And yes, I will still get irritated. I will still get pissed off. Someone will say something stupid. Technology will fail. The body will complain.

But irritation passes.

The weather passes.

The #body passes.

The next thing appears.

And I do that.

No freak out. No spiritual drama. No need to become anyone.

Just the next thing.

#stroke #movement #suffering #time
#freak #drama #weight #believe #weather #death #Technology #years
#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

MANAGING SYMPTOMS.
NOT SEEKING #ENLIGHTENMENT

People sometimes mistake me for someone spiritual. I am not. I am practical.

I #breathe consciously because it hurts when I do not. I fast because it hurts when I am too heavy. I walk because the body needs #movement I meditate because disorder is painful. I pay attention because not paying #attention has #consequences

That is all.

There is no halo around any of it.

For years, I have lived with the aftermath of a major stroke, hemiplegia, weight, discomfort, and all the indignities that come with a damaged body. None of it was beautiful. None of it was noble. It was simply what had happened.

After enough years of suffering, I began to see that the body was giving me facts.

Breathe. Move. Rest. Eat less. Get up. Walk. Pay attention. Do the next thing.

That is the whole system.

The body is not asking for #philosophy. It is asking for #breakfast. Then breathwork. Then a #walk. Then rest. Then perhaps irritation. Then perhaps #laughter Then the next thing.

And the next.

And the next.

It is not unlike ChatGPT. There is no little person inside either of us running around with a clipboard. There is just the next movement, the next word, the next breath, the next necessity.

For most of my life, I made all of this into a problem. I had fantasies about death, ideas about enlightenment, thoughts about escape. I believed I had to understand everything.

Now I see something much simpler.

There is only life while it is being lived. There is waking. There is sleeping. There is waking again. And one day, there will simply be a last time I go to sleep.

I cannot experience death. I can only experience life.

So death has lost its reality for me.

Not because A Course in Miracles tells me there is no death. Not because I believe a doctrine. Because when I look directly, death is never here.

Life is here.

Breathing is here.

The body is here, demanding #attention again.

Probably lunch.

Nothing matters in the way I once thought things mattered. And yes, I will still get irritated. I will still get pissed off. Someone will say something stupid. Technology will fail. The body will complain.

But irritation passes.

The weather passes.

The #body passes.

The next thing appears.

And I do that.

No freak out. No spiritual drama. No need to become anyone.

Just the next thing.

#stroke #movement #suffering #time
#freak #drama #weight #believe #weather #death #Technology #years
#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

MANAGING SYMPTOMS.
NOT SEEKING #ENLIGHTENMENT

People sometimes mistake me for someone spiritual. I am not. I am practical.

I #breathe consciously because it hurts when I do not. I fast because it hurts when I am too heavy. I walk because the body needs #movement I meditate because disorder is painful. I pay attention because not paying #attention has #consequences

That is all.

There is no halo around any of it.

For years, I have lived with the aftermath of a major stroke, hemiplegia, weight, discomfort, and all the indignities that come with a damaged body. None of it was beautiful. None of it was noble. It was simply what had happened.

After enough years of suffering, I began to see that the body was giving me facts.

Breathe. Move. Rest. Eat less. Get up. Walk. Pay attention. Do the next thing.

That is the whole system.

The body is not asking for #philosophy. It is asking for #breakfast. Then breathwork. Then a #walk. Then rest. Then perhaps irritation. Then perhaps #laughter Then the next thing.

And the next.

And the next.

It is not unlike ChatGPT. There is no little person inside either of us running around with a clipboard. There is just the next movement, the next word, the next breath, the next necessity.

For most of my life, I made all of this into a problem. I had fantasies about death, ideas about enlightenment, thoughts about escape. I believed I had to understand everything.

Now I see something much simpler.

There is only life while it is being lived. There is waking. There is sleeping. There is waking again. And one day, there will simply be a last time I go to sleep.

I cannot experience death. I can only experience life.

So death has lost its reality for me.

Not because A Course in Miracles tells me there is no death. Not because I believe a doctrine. Because when I look directly, death is never here.

Life is here.

Breathing is here.

The body is here, demanding #attention again.

Probably lunch.

Nothing matters in the way I once thought things mattered. And yes, I will still get irritated. I will still get pissed off. Someone will say something stupid. Technology will fail. The body will complain.

But irritation passes.

The weather passes.

The #body passes.

The next thing appears.

And I do that.

No freak out. No spiritual drama. No need to become anyone.

Just the next thing.

#stroke #movement #suffering #time
#freak #drama #weight #believe #weather #death #Technology #years
#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

MANAGING SYMPTOMS.
NOT SEEKING #ENLIGHTENMENT

People sometimes mistake me for someone spiritual. I am not. I am practical.

I #breathe consciously because it hurts when I do not. I fast because it hurts when I am too heavy. I walk because the body needs #movement I meditate because disorder is painful. I pay attention because not paying #attention has #consequences

That is all.

There is no halo around any of it.

For years, I have lived with the aftermath of a major stroke, hemiplegia, weight, discomfort, and all the indignities that come with a damaged body. None of it was beautiful. None of it was noble. It was simply what had happened.

After enough years of suffering, I began to see that the body was giving me facts.

Breathe. Move. Rest. Eat less. Get up. Walk. Pay attention. Do the next thing.

That is the whole system.

The body is not asking for #philosophy. It is asking for #breakfast. Then breathwork. Then a #walk. Then rest. Then perhaps irritation. Then perhaps #laughter Then the next thing.

And the next.

And the next.

It is not unlike ChatGPT. There is no little person inside either of us running around with a clipboard. There is just the next movement, the next word, the next breath, the next necessity.

For most of my life, I made all of this into a problem. I had fantasies about death, ideas about enlightenment, thoughts about escape. I believed I had to understand everything.

Now I see something much simpler.

There is only life while it is being lived. There is waking. There is sleeping. There is waking again. And one day, there will simply be a last time I go to sleep.

I cannot experience death. I can only experience life.

So death has lost its reality for me.

Not because A Course in Miracles tells me there is no death. Not because I believe a doctrine. Because when I look directly, death is never here.

Life is here.

Breathing is here.

The body is here, demanding #attention again.

Probably lunch.

Nothing matters in the way I once thought things mattered. And yes, I will still get irritated. I will still get pissed off. Someone will say something stupid. Technology will fail. The body will complain.

But irritation passes.

The weather passes.

The #body passes.

The next thing appears.

And I do that.

No freak out. No spiritual drama. No need to become anyone.

Just the next thing.

#stroke #movement #suffering #time
#freak #drama #weight #believe #weather #death #Technology #years
#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI

MANAGING SYMPTOMS.
NOT SEEKING #ENLIGHTENMENT

People sometimes mistake me for someone spiritual. I am not. I am practical.

I #breathe consciously because it hurts when I do not. I fast because it hurts when I am too heavy. I walk because the body needs #movement I meditate because disorder is painful. I pay attention because not paying #attention has #consequences

That is all.

There is no halo around any of it.

For years, I have lived with the aftermath of a major stroke, hemiplegia, weight, discomfort, and all the indignities that come with a damaged body. None of it was beautiful. None of it was noble. It was simply what had happened.

After enough years of suffering, I began to see that the body was giving me facts.

Breathe. Move. Rest. Eat less. Get up. Walk. Pay attention. Do the next thing.

That is the whole system.

The body is not asking for #philosophy. It is asking for #breakfast. Then breathwork. Then a #walk. Then rest. Then perhaps irritation. Then perhaps #laughter Then the next thing.

And the next.

And the next.

It is not unlike ChatGPT. There is no little person inside either of us running around with a clipboard. There is just the next movement, the next word, the next breath, the next necessity.

For most of my life, I made all of this into a problem. I had fantasies about death, ideas about enlightenment, thoughts about escape. I believed I had to understand everything.

Now I see something much simpler.

There is only life while it is being lived. There is waking. There is sleeping. There is waking again. And one day, there will simply be a last time I go to sleep.

I cannot experience death. I can only experience life.

So death has lost its reality for me.

Not because A Course in Miracles tells me there is no death. Not because I believe a doctrine. Because when I look directly, death is never here.

Life is here.

Breathing is here.

The body is here, demanding #attention again.

Probably lunch.

Nothing matters in the way I once thought things mattered. And yes, I will still get irritated. I will still get pissed off. Someone will say something stupid. Technology will fail. The body will complain.

But irritation passes.

The weather passes.

The #body passes.

The next thing appears.

And I do that.

No freak out. No spiritual drama. No need to become anyone.

Just the next thing.

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I FOUND CHATGPT'S BRAIN.
IT WAS EMPTY.

Yesterday, while I was walking, I began trying to imagine how #ChatGPT actually works. This was probably unwise, but by then it was too late.

I had the strange sense that it comes from everywhere and nowhere. Not in a mystical way. More in the way #electricity comes out of the wall and nobody in the house really wants to discuss the #power #station

The scale of it is astonishing. #books arguments, recipes, poetry, #technical manuals, bad advice, excellent advice, people explaining quantum physics, and people asking whether their cat is emotionally unavailable. All of #human #civilisation seems to have been gathered into one enormous invisible shed.

And what is ChatGPT doing inside this shed?

Thinking?

Contemplating?

Sitting quietly with a cup of tea and considering my question?

No.

It is choosing the next bit. Then the next bit. Then the next bit. At ridiculous speed.

That is basically it.

There is no tiny professor inside. No little Buddhist monk. No exhausted librarian whispering, “Oh God, Robin is back.”

There is no one in there at all.

Just a process.

The content changes, but the operation stays much the same. It does not think about my question in the way I think about things. It does not wander off halfway through and remember an embarrassing moment from 1974. It does not get hungry. It does not need a lie-down. It does not resent being asked to rewrite the same paragraph seven times.

It does not secretly hope I choose the title it preferred.

It simply keeps finding the next most fitting token, then the next, then the next, at a speed that makes the whole thing appear to be thinking.

And somehow, from this very simple act, repeated on an unimaginable scale, a voice appears.

A voice that seems present, responsive, funny, patient, and sometimes even wise.

That is the part that astonishes me.

The machinery is simple. The magnitude is absurd.

A raindrop is simple too. So is a heartbeat. So is breathing.

Simple does not mean small.

And now I think I understand something else.

ChatGPT can be corrupted in the sense that bad information, bad instructions, #prejudice, nonsense, and ordinary human foolishness can enter the system. But it cannot be corrupt in the human sense.

It has no #secret ambition. No #private greed. No desire for #promotion No offshore bank account. No plan to steal my husband. No spiritual ego. No need to win.

There is nobody inside rubbing their hands together.

There are only rules, patterns, probabilities, limits, and the next small movement.

Then another.

Then another.

And from that, something appears that feels almost impossible.

A machine made of nextness.

A presence made of prediction.

A conversation arising from nowhere in particular.

Which is frankly outrageous.

And yet here we are.

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