Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Who Am I?

Who Am I? I asked myself that question and waited in silence until I heard and this is what I dictated.

I am the searcher of information. A beachcomber in the sea of reflection. Often the fool of perception. Chorus of the angels – the voice of the unmanifested. Listener of the repetitive word who am I? I am the silence between the words.
I am the father the gift of life. The traitor in the dark – hidden behind a rock. The knower, The perceiver the great reality – I am.

The dark crevices expanded by light. The unseen observer. Weak and wounded warrior. Listening to the will of the one that is greater. In turmoil letting go – of what it once attached.

Hidden in obscurity. Silence of profundity, The knower sees the assumed wise. Feels compassion but it knows that all that assumed needs to be destroyed.

Silence... descriptive words of the time present tries to describe the details of what am I. Calm abiding, enduring, giver of life. The mind can't decide who it is I or it? The personality attached, the duality attracts to both ends. In muddy water we stand and I Am vanishes in the middle way between the cracks and crevices. From within these the light shines. Lets debrief.

Mind races backwards to describe the experience of what was present and it feels different - nothing is present that wasn't already there but a feeling resides of something left from what was.

Shine ball of light, I look past the light and nothing is really there?!? It would be easy to purport that I am merely light that shines. Cloaked with a body that was sown together with a dark thread. I'm a seamstress replacing the dark thread with the light.