May 24, 2014

All the teachers I read and listen to are feeling like the same teacher now, which is the truth itself in different forms hitting me from different angles. These teachings aren’t things to believe, just different questions and perspectives.

I was listening to a Mooji video and he said he was no longer excited hearing about people’s “glimpses” of the truth. “How can there be a glimpse of awareness? They happen IN awareness!” to paraphrase. I saw his point and realized my glimpses were both wonderful and pitiful. Like I knocked on the right door, but the door didn’t let me in.  I’m hearing all the teachings in a new way all the time, and it’s like subtle layers of smog are dissipating. Feels like someone is washing a big window and I am a tiny spot on the window and soon they will wash me off!   “Oh nooooo!”    to quote Mr. Bill.