⬜ Acceptance and Sufficiency 🟩

🟢 Meditation on Awarenesses of Acceptance and Sufficiency ⚪

These are awarenesses, resources of great value, that I am unlocking more and more on my Journey.

In seeking to embrace these, I am inspired by the example of a friend, whose startling quality of compassion in action and word has made me strive to understand the source, the better to emulate and assimilate this living spirit of compassion.

I see much value in the practice of Acceptance. Acceptance smoothly paves over the crevasses of treacherous impulse to blunder and bluff.

Daily, daily, I am in confrontation.

These are like great stirrings, as my hot indignation coming upon a selfish arrogant owner who is letting his dog “worry” swans.

Or these may be small stirrings: a person whose relationship to me commands respect, yet whose insistent manner rouses an aggressive response in me.

My responses stem from my self-regard blinkered from and blind to the life I share with people around me.

Acceptance is tearing away my blinkers. It’s me choosing to reach up to a panoramic viewpoint, consciously remaining exactly where I am, but at the same time giving myself the gift of the widest possible perspective at my location.

Once I arrive there – and I can choose to arrive in a flash – I am immediately reduced to my true size relative to “where I’m at”, and so I am released!

I am released from confrontation.

In my eyes, Acceptance is an unwavering loyal friend, as I walk hand in hand with my other awareness – Sufficiency.

If I calm myself and allow myself to come into closest connection with some external event, it can show me clearly and directly a total, utter and complete satisfaction – there can be no outside of ‘Sufficiency’.

Sufficiency is the time from the outside to the still-point centre of anything at all.

Sufficiency is the end contained in the beginning.

When there is no longer a fear of death, the THISNESS of bliss is understood as Sufficiency in itself.

Sufficiency is Love’s second gift. The first is immeasurable presence.

Sufficient is a living beating newborn heart, a rust encrusted pencil sharpener, the fury of blind rage reboant, the fractal three of clover, the pale blue dot seen through Saturn’s rings. 

It suffices with a soundless extreme implosion of perfection not to know, not to have been present, never to have loved, never to be more than only somewhat… 

It is my awareness of Sufficiency which links me directly to the sum of all joys.

Any joy of any sort piercing the living moment is sufficient.

If I go out and about with a pocketful of forethought, and if I encounter a delight, I need not let it enter me and then pass me by.

For example, I may be kissed, and as I stop taking breath, I let myself feel all the breaths I have ever breathed contained in that kiss.

I do not think, “This is a kiss”. A kiss which knows itself to be a kiss will instantly self-destruct and disappear as completely as if it had never been.

The treasure awaiting my discovery in any experience is made suddenly visible by my inborn ability to allow its inherent quality of Sufficiency to overtake both it and me.

Every such wholly-lived experience is so naturally powerful just because it arrives in my life carrying its own tiny share of the cosmic Big Bang.

For me, that presumed Singularity is where time, space, matter, co-exist with love. This is where we came from and where we will return.

Sufficiency is the end contained in the beginning.

Sufficiency may be said to be without form, because it allows for all potential outcomes from void. 

If I can only stop trying to dream, I can awake to find I am being dreamed by my dream.

The naked flesh of humility is clothed by sufficiency.

Awareness of Sufficiency has more gravity than its own mass! It is the cornerstone of Acceptance.

Acceptance extends, as does Humility, as does compassion, as does peace, indefinitely, infinitely.

Gratitude for these infinite sufficiencies!

~ Love is present E v e r yN o w

⚪ Meditations on Awarenesses of Acceptance and Sufficiency 🟢

Sufficient to life is the living

🟢 Meditations on Awarenesses of Acceptance and Sufficiency ⚪

I see much value in the practice of Acceptance.

Acceptance smoothly paves solid ground over my treacherous impulse to blunder and bluff. Such responses stem from my self-regard blinkered from, perhaps fearful of and wilfully blind to the life I share with people around me.

Acceptance is tearing away my blinkers of self-regard.

Acceptance is me choosing to reduce my true size relative to “where I’m at”, and so I am released!

Acceptance releases me from confrontation, spite, doubt, confusion. Above all, I am released from the need to hide from others.

Acceptance of who I am, without precondition, with no judgement, opens me to self-love. Self-love may be timid, shy, inclined to spend time waiting. Self-love welcomed, accepted, is an invincible ally. Self-love will glory in reminding me of the mutually shared love story between my heart and me.

Acceptance is an unwavering loyal friend, as I walk hand in hand with my other awareness – Sufficiency.

Sufficiency is the time from the outside to the still-point centre of anything at all.

Sufficiency is the end contained in the beginning.

There can be no outside of ‘Sufficiency’.

Sufficiency is Love’s second gift. The first is immeasurable presence.

When there is no longer a fear of death, the THISNESS of bliss is understood as Sufficiency in itself.

Sufficient is a living beating newborn heart, a rust encrusted pencil sharpener, the fractal three of clover, the pale Blue Dot seen through Saturn’s rings.

When Sufficiency arrives with a soundless extreme implosion of perfection, I am surprised it’s completely enough not to know, not to have been present, never to have loved, never to be more than merely somewhat…

It is my awareness of Sufficiency which links me directly to the sum of all joys.

Any joy of any sort piercing the living moment is sufficient.

For example, I may be kissed. At that instant, all the breaths I have ever breathed are contained in that kiss.

I do not think, “This is a kiss”.

A kiss which knows itself to be a kiss will instantly self-destruct and disappear as completely as if it had never been.

The treasure awaiting my discovery in any experience is made suddenly visible by my inborn ability to allow its inherent quality of Sufficiency to overtake both it and me.

Every such wholly-lived experience – no matter if it feels bad or good – is so naturally powerful for the simple reason that it arrives in my life carrying its own tiny share of the cosmic Big Bang.

For me, that presumed Singularity is where time, space, matter, co-exist with love. This is where we came from and where we will return.

Sufficiency is the end contained in the beginning.

Sufficiency is without form, because it allows for all potential outcomes from void.

The naked flesh of humility is clothed by Sufficiency.

Awareness of Sufficiency has more gravity than its own mass! It is the cornerstone of Acceptance.

Acceptance extends, as does Humility, as does compassion, as does peace, indefinitely, infinitely.

Gratitude for these infinite sufficiencies!

~ Love is present E v e r yN o w

🟩A heavenly space all your own🟥

From the scented gardens of EveryNow

Bliss in 100 sq m

A heavenly space all your own

A kiss is not a kiss if it contains any thoughts of itself. It becomes a dictionary entry, or even worse, a cold stone kiss.

When I encounter a surge of any emotion, any emotion at all, I react with a movement of my mind, like a gleam of recognition at some passing flash of a recollected thought, or I react with a motion, like a smile or a frown.

Sometimes my reaction is physical and involuntary, like an adrenal shudder, or a thing close to a skipped heartbeat. With the reaction over, I am once more a blank sheet, like an unfurled sail ready to receive whatever wind may blow.

I have had the luck to be thrown up against my own company all my life. A life of many decades lived day by day in keener and keener awareness of my surroundings, physical, mental, and mystical.

It has recently become clearer to me that the act of experiencing anything, tiny, or regular-sized, or massive, or transcendental, or overwhelming, is entirely sufficient in itself as a confirmation and as an affirmation of life shared with all other sentient beings.

I invite you to try this.

…  …  …

Take a seat and be still for a moment, will you?

Place your hand palm up on the table in front of you.

Be at rest, and breathe as would breathe, only be aware of your taking breath. Hear it going in and out.

Now regard the palm of your hand as it regards you. You know it well. It knows you.

With a silent whisper of secretive familiar tenderness, ask your hand to make an inflection of any part of itself. A small, perhaps hardly perceptible movement will eventually come in response to your own quiet loving call.

With long and respectful pauses, try repeating this silent homage from yourself to your own hand a few times more. Each time, concentrate quite furiously on the delicate homage of the union between it and you.

This simple act, which can be full of a curious wonder, is you communing with you. Could it be more simple? Can you avoid smiling?

This connection of self to self, which translates perfectly as self to others, could easily be, for example, a kiss or an embrace.  It does not happen by a snap of the fingers.

It is unimportant that you want to skip into bliss as soon as yesterday, or maybe sooner. What matters is that you know there is a heavenly space all your own waiting for you. It always has been and it always will be.

Even though this space, this most sacred sweetest space is a mere breath away from you right now, it is not important that it may take you as many decades as it took me to enter it and to be entered into by it. The thing to do is to drop the impatience, because impatience is simply heavy to carry around with you.

~ Love is present EveryNow

Meditation on Awarenesses

Fisherman’s Walk Park Southbourne-on-Sea

⏳ Awarenesses 💧

There are awarenesses, resources of great value, that I am unlocking more and more on my Journey.

In seeking to embrace these, I am inspired by the example of my friend, whose startling quality of compassion in action and word has made me strive to understand its source, the better to assimilate and emulate this living spirit of compassion.

I see value in the observation of Acceptance in action. Acceptance requires no reasons, demands no constructs and it can be seen in the healthy balanced operation of every living organism.

I tap into vast reserves of value from the practice of Acceptance.
Acceptance smoothly paves over the crevasses of treacherous impulse to blunder and bluff.

I am in confrontation every day.

These are great stirrings, as in coming upon a selfish owner who is letting a dog “worry” swans. Or these may be small, such as a person whose mere approach rouses an aggressive response in me. My negative response stems from my self regard blinkered from and blind to the life I share with people around me.

Acceptance is my confronted self choosing to reach up to a panoramic viewpoint, and consciously remaining where I am, while I offer to the eyes of my eyes the gift of the widest possible perspective at my location.

Once I arrive – and I can arrive in a flash – I am at once reduced to my true size relative to “where I am at”, and I am released to soar up to great peaks of lightness of being and down to lush fertile places of human comfort, warmth and joy.

Acceptance is my loyal friend when I walk hand in hand with my other awareness: Sufficiency.

Whenever I allow myself to come into closest connection with some external event, it can show me clearly and directly a total, utter and complete satisfaction. It is “Sufficiency”.

It is my awareness of sufficiency which links me directly to the sum of all joys.

Any joy piercing the living moment is sufficient.

I can choose to go out and about with a pocketful of forethought, so that, when I encounter a delight, I need not let it enter me only to pass me by. For example, I may be kissed, and as I stop taking breath, all the breaths I have ever breathed are contained in that kiss.

The treasure awaiting my discovery in any experience is made visible by my inborn ability to allow its inherent quality of sufficiency to overtake both it and me.

Sufficiency is the end contained in the beginning.

If I can only stop trying to dream, I can awake to find I am being dreamed by my dream.

The flesh of humility is clothed by the modest completion of Sufficiency.

Gratitude for this infinite store of sufficiencies!

First kiss

First kiss

I cannot tell how many hundreds of miles of trackways I have trailed since I seriously began country hiking on my own in about 1978.

Certain photos, such as this spot near Chettle, in north Dorset, remind me of when I was hungry and tired, and my dizzy exhilaration resembles nothing so much as a lover’s trance.

I force myself to pause and compose a shot, to give reverence to this moment. I feel this green place flows with green blood and my urge is to honour the eternal green moment echoing among fertile valleys of timeless green silence.

My body becomes as a planted pin on this map, as deeply rooted, as noiselessly noisy, as long established, as identifiably hairy and branchy as all of the surrounding flora within eyes reach.

Then I move on and I walk out into new places.

There is a complete, all-in-the-round island universe in that image.

In all these mysterious images, I am compelled by the rumble of love that was conceived in my breast to stand breathless and then I press the button. I allow the camera to let in the light. Some elements of the fifth dimension – the green magic – remain in the freeze-frame scenes.

The beauty of it is, that these magics are still here, are as clear to me now, and as familiar, as my first lover’s kiss

When enough comes to a peak at sufficient, it contains the sum of all joys

In my day, when enough comes to a peak at sufficient, it contains the sum of all joy.

If I allow myself to come into close connection with some external event, it can show me clearly and directly a total, utter and complete satisfaction – “sufficiency”.

It is the presence of sufficiency which links directly to the sum of all joys.

There are treasures of astonishing variety and abundance to be found in the realisation of Sufficiency.

The lines in Genesis touch this: “God saw all that He had made, and it was very good.”

If I go out and about and bring some forethought to my steps, when I encounter a delight, I need not let it enter me and then pass me by.

I may see a kindness by one road user to another, hear a birdcall, observe the scent of a flowering shrub, board the right bus at the moment I needed to travel.

I may be kissed, and as I stop taking breath, all the breaths I have ever breathed are contained in that kiss.

Any joy piercing the living moment is sufficient.

In the split second I try to explain it, repeat it, recall it or record it, it is already long gone.

The value – the treasures – to be found in any experience is in my inborn ability to allow that quality of sufficiency to overtake both it and me.

If I can only stop trying to dream, I can awake to find I am being dreamed by my dream.

Gratitude for these infinite sufficiencies!