Awareness of what? It's the self of course. But who am I and more importantly, what am I.
At the moment sat in Scout on Petrie Plaza. Have notebook from this morning's spiritual class. Always a good way to start the day. Quiet here at the moment, which is quite unusual. Sarah and Freda on duty, with Rotaz out the back. Great place to sit and think..and write.
So, no off moods allowed when awareness is there. Makes sense. Self is light, just light. Why should I worry. Death doesn't exist. It's a lie. It's a world of falsehood and the biggest falsehood is the identity of the self. And the qualities of the self.
Such a freedom. Free from death. The shadow that hangs over life is an illusion.
Progress on becoming royal. Learning to speak more softly. It's not just speaking softly it's understanding why one should want to do that. Once upon time humans didn't speak so much. Like cows standing silently in a field. Together, but not having to talk too much about it. The vibe does it. Is it just me or does everyone pick up on it? The silent, sweet conversation between living beings.
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