Category: anatta

  • GOODWILL HAS SETTLED IN YOUR HEART

    GOODWILL HAS SETTLED IN YOUR HEART

    When friction in the mind over what is happening is relinquished, everything becomes simple. Tensions get released, quarrels are not started, hard speech is not uttered, grunges do not arise, and resentment does not shrink the heart. No tight belly, no tunnel vision, no rounded shoulders, no burning stomach. You sleep well and are at…

  • NO PHOENIX

    NO PHOENIX

    Nothing else matters more than your own freedom. You must be willing to die for it. You won’t like to read that. You must be willing to be unspeakable: lose your name, your physical boundaries, your projects, and your stories. Nothing is really yours, and it never was. Mere bubbles of dream.What you are is…

  • LOVE BECOMES INEVITABLE

    LOVE BECOMES INEVITABLE

    Every day, I witness the power of love that can express itself as forgiveness for oneself or others, generosity, kindness, goodwill, or simply as surrendering to what is—the absence of rejection, of pushing away, of resistance. Giving away without expecting anything in return, regardless of the recipient. It can be trained and cultivated until it…

  • PERMISSION TO EVAPORATE

    PERMISSION TO EVAPORATE

    Allow yourself to put the burden of your self-generated identity down. Realize that urgencies are a matter of perspective. Time depends on the clinging and on your perception of it. You are not obliged to be someone today. Lay down your status, your skills, your knowledge, your goals, your dreams, and your aspirations. Allow yourself…

  • CORRUPTED

    CORRUPTED

    A delivered mind, freed from greed, hate, and delusion, can’t be corrupted since it is no longer stirred up by praise or blame. There is neither an appeal for fame nor a fear of being rejected. Most of the time, there is not even such labeling and classification. It just sees the conditionality very clearly:There…

  • THE MOTHER OF THE WORLDS

    THE MOTHER OF THE WORLDS

    My life is no longer mine. I give it to all of you—the whole process of aliveness. Detached from all appearances, it lives itself. You are reborn exactly for that—to organize your own death while still alive. Wise Thanatonaut, I strived for relinquishment. Blissful abandonment to egolessness, where pains are a mere memory of this…