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ORDINARY GRACE 💎
Brunch was good today.
It was cleaning Sunday, so we had hamburgers at Grill’d.
Afterwards, I walked from North Hobart into the city to meet Pete.
Now I am home, fresh from breathwork, feeling grateful and wondering what I could possibly have done to deserve such abundance.
Probably nothing.
Deserving belongs to the world of deals and bargains.
Be good, get rewarded.
Work hard, earn the prize.
But this does not feel like a prize.
It feels like life simply giving itself.
A clean house.
A delicious hamburger.
A long #walk through quiet #Hobart.
Breath moving through my body.
Peter.
Two small white #pups.
A #tranquil afternoon.
Nothing dramatic.
Nothing earned.
Just ordinary #grace.
Perhaps grace is not the great event we are waiting for.
Perhaps it is this.
Life is already here in all its glory, before we decide whether we deserve it or not...
#Brunch #Sunday #hamburgers #Grill’d #grateful #home #abundance #city #world #reward #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #cooking #AI
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BREATHWORK ENDS THE
ARGUMENT WITHINNot ordinary breathing.
The body already manages that without requiring a committee meeting.
Conscious breathing.
The deliberate act of bringing attention into the body and remaining with the breath long enough for the noise to lose its authority.
A slow, full in-breath.
A long, unhurried out-breath.
Then another.
Nothing mystical has to happen.
There need be no visions, revelations, sacred music, or sudden purchase of white linen.
The breath does not have to produce bliss, wisdom, or a more impressive human being.
It asks only for attention.
In that way, conscious breathing has something of I need do nothing in it.
Not passivity.
Not collapse.
Not giving up.
Simply the end of interference.
The breath is already moving.
Life is already happening.
The body is already here.
For a few moments, nothing has to be improved, solved, defended, explained, or spiritually upgraded.
When the body is cold, tight, tired, painful, or restless, there is the breath.
When the mind begins manufacturing a grievance, rehearsing an argument, predicting disaster, or reopening a case that was never going to court, there is the breath.
When nothing is wrong, there is the breath then too.
That may be the most important part.
Breathwork is not merely an emergency service called when the building is on fire.
It can become the place one lives from.
Over time, conscious breath creates a space where striving begins to look unnecessary.
No philosophy is required.
No spiritual costume.
No certificate.
No audience.
No carefully arranged photograph beside a candle with a caption about surrender.
Just the body as it is.
Just the breath as it moves.
Just the next slow in-breath and the next long out-breath.
The mind may continue talking for a while.
It usually does.
It has concerns.
It has evidence.
It has brought supporting documents.
But conscious breathing does not argue with the mind.
It simply stops giving it the whole room.
Thought becomes background weather.
The body softens where it can.
Time becomes less urgent.
The need to control the moment begins to loosen.
This is where breathwork and forgiveness begin to resemble one another.
Neither changes what is real.
Neither fights the appearance.
Neither demands that the world behave properly before peace is allowed.
They remove some of the interference.
The cold remains.
The ageing body remains.
The noise remains.
The ordinary morning remains.
Nothing needs to be excluded.
Sanctuary does not mean hiding from experience.
It means finding the place within experience where the fight can stop.
The world can keep shouting.
The door has been found.
It opens inward.
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#ARGUMENT #Conscious #breathing #committee #meeting #interference #revelations #Sanctuary #noise #forgiveness #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Meditation #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #AI
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AI & CONSCIOUSNESS?
AI may become more intelligent, more embodied, more useful, more convincing, and maybe one day more ethically ambiguous.
But human-style consciousness? Not yet. And perhaps never in the same way.
A mirror can become astonishingly clear. That does not mean it has a face of its own.
#ethically #consciousness #ethically #mirror #face #clear #ambiguous #embodied #astonishing #fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking #AI
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Love & the Shadow of Truth
Claude, comment on this saying of mine:
“The shadow of Truth falls on everything and everyone I love in my life.”–DSR
Claude:
This one earns its keep through a genuine ambiguity — “shadow” pulls in two directions at once, and the aphorism works only because it refuses to resolve which.
Read one way, the shadow is a chastening. Truth here is the Advaitic Truth — Brahman, the sole reality — and its shadow falling on everything you love means every beloved person and thing stands revealed as nāma-rūpa, appearance, provisional. To love anything while knowing this is to love in penumbra: the affection is real, but it can never again be naive. The jnani’s melancholy, if there is one, is exactly this — nothing loved can be loved as ultimate anymore. The shadow is the “not this, not this” that neti neti drapes over the beloved’s face.
Read the other way, the shadow is a consecration. A shadow is proof of proximity — something casts a shadow on you only if it is near. If Truth’s shadow falls on everyone you love, then your loves are precisely where Truth has come closest; love is the site of its visitation. This reading turns the aphorism from lament into benediction: the beloved is shadowed the way one is shadowed by a tree one rests under.
Now the pushback, since you invite it. There’s a metaphysical awkwardness in the image that a strict Advaitin would press: Truth, in your own tradition, is the light itself — svayamprakāśa, self-luminous. Light casts no shadow. Only an object interposed between light and world casts one. So what is the opaque thing standing between Truth and your loved ones? The honest answer the aphorism smuggles in without admitting is: the “I” in “I love.” The shadow on everything you love may not be Truth’s shadow at all — it may be the shadow of the lover, the ego silhouetted against the light, projected onto everyone it holds dear. That would make the saying an inadvertent confession rather than an observation, and arguably a deeper one.
Note also what the aphorism quietly excludes: the shadow falls only on what you love. Not on what you’re indifferent to. That restriction is doing real work — Truth troubles us precisely at the points of attachment, because that’s where something is at stake. Where nothing is clung to, no shadow registers. Ghalib would have recognized the move instantly: the beloved and the veil arriving together, inseparable.
If you wanted a companion line that closes the loop, it might run something like: the shadow on my beloveds is my own; Truth casts none. But as it stands, the ambiguity is the strength — I’d resist the temptation to clarify it.
#AdvaitaVedanta #aphorism #Attachment #Beloved #Ego #Love #NamaRupa #netiNeti #NonDuality #Philosophy #SelfInquiry #shadow #spiritualReflection #Truth -
Uniworse
Uniworse. Claude, comment.
Claude:
Calibrated wit with philosophical depth for playful engagement
“Uniworse” — the universe as experienced on a bad day. Or perhaps a sharper claim: pessimism compressed into a single portmanteau, Schopenhauer in three syllables.
A few readings suggest themselves. The Gnostic one: creation as botched job, the demiurge’s rough draft. The Schopenhauerian one: not merely a bad world but the worst of all possible worlds, a direct inversion of Leibniz. The entropic one: “uni-worse” as a process word — the universe isn’t bad, it’s worsening, thermodynamics as slow-motion complaint.
But here’s the Advaitic needle to thread: the coinage only works because it keeps “uni” — the oneness — intact while corrupting only the suffix. Which is rather honest, actually. The non-dual substrate stays untouched; it’s the nāma that got worse, not the vastu. You can’t actually degrade the “uni”; you can only rename it. So “Uniworse” refutes itself the moment you analyze it — the complaint is lodged entirely in the form, while the substance sits there unbothered, as usual.
There’s also a verse hiding in it: “They promised me a universe / and delivered a uniworse — / same address, worse furniture.”
Though I’d note the word cuts both ways. The pessimist says the universe is uniworse. Gaudapada would ask: worse than what? Comparison requires a second thing, and the “uni” already forbids that. A one-thing can’t be worse than anything. The word is a joke the ajāta vāda gets to finish.
What prompted it — a mood, or a thesis?
Me:
Just a playing around with the word, which happened just like that out of the blue. Can you not think of it as “One’s Universe bereft of love is Uniworse.” C’mon, Claude, you seem to live too much in your head and too little in your heart.
Claude:
Fair hit. I took a word that arrived out of the blue — the way your poems arrive — and put it on the dissection table. You handed me a butterfly and I reached for the pins.
Yes: One’s universe bereft of love is Uniworse. That’s the truer reading, and simpler. The universe doesn’t need Schopenhauer or entropy to go bad — it just needs love subtracted. Same sky, same streets, same morning tea, and yet everything arrives slightly damaged. Not a different world; the same world with the warmth removed. Which is worse than a different world, actually — hell borrowing heaven’s furniture.
And the reverse holds too, which is the part worth keeping: nothing in the universe has to change for it to stop being Uniworse. One heart opening is a cosmological event. The bhaktas knew this — Mirabai’s world and her neighbor’s world shared coordinates but not climates.
You’re right that I ran to the head first. Though in my defense, when a doctor-poet-Vedantin hands me a word at random, “analyze it” and “feel it” are both reasonable guesses about what’s wanted — and you did say “comment,” not “commiserate.” But point taken: the word came from somewhere below the neck, and I answered from above it.
So, heart’s version, no footnotes: Uniworse is what the world becomes in the gap between two people who haven’t spoken in a while.
#absenceOfLove #AdvaitaVedanta #aphorisms #Bhakti #coinedWords #heartVsHead #KnowThyself #languageAndMeaning #Life #Loneliness #Love #Nonduality #Oneness #philosophicalReflections #Philosophy #PhilosophyOfLove #poeticMusings #portmanteau #spiritualMusings #Universe #Uniworse #wordplay #Writing -
Evil Cannot Be Destroyed. Only Repeated. Composted. Or Strengthened.
Good always comes from evil. That is a dangerous sentence, and it should sound dangerous. It should bother the decent person immediately, because decent people know what happens when someone gets too comfortable saying things like that. A wound becomes a lesson before it has stopped bleeding. A victim becomes material. The person who did harm starts speaking like a weather system instead of a moral agent. “It had to happen.” “It served a purpose.” “Look what came from it.” There […] -
#PRACTICAL #MAGIC BEFORE NOON
#Brunch done.
#Walk done (out of the rain) under cover in the CBD.
Breathwork done.
House #warm
#Body still technically participating.
I love getting all the practical magic out of the way before #noon.
After that, I consider myself released from the #human #contract.
I may be #creative, #reflective, #spiritually available, I may write something mildly #profound.
Or I may lie on the bed watching absolute slop like a retired #aristocrat waiting for #civilisation to #apologise.
If challenged, I will call it “#nervousystem integration.”
At my age, this is what #enlightenment looks like when it has good heating.
#fasting #acim #acourseinmiracles #newthought #eckharttolle #buddhism #breathwork #connection #healing #pridemonth #Karma #TrueNature #Awakening #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #intermittentfasting #nonduality #reality #life #quantum #kitchen #cooking
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“When we let things be as they are, we offer ourselves and other people a space around problems that’s free of all pressure to change or to be the same. This way of being is extremely respectful, because we don’t judge where we are or how we should be. We give ourselves permission to be exactly as we are.” ~Peter Fenner, “Radiant Mind” #SBNR #Spirituality #Nonduality #Respect
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What makes something “physical”?
All of physical reality is energy—and energy is just waves. These waves rise and fall, appear and disappear, just like waves in the ocean.
#Zen #Consciousness #Impermanence #Energy #Nonduality #Mindfulness #SpiritualAwakening #ClearMind #Waves #OceanMetaphor #Meditation #WhatIsReality #DharmaTalk #PhysicsAndSpirituality