Ginny Lonsdale - Stillness speaks ...

A field, transparent expanse
no inside, no outside
no boundary
through all things
underneath all things
before all things
from which all things arise -
just movement rising and falling 

no agitation
no naming
no reference - one thing to another
nothing is object
and no attributes
thus nothing strikes - 
one thing against the other
no agitation 

It is peace, utter peace
'the peace that passeth understanding'
the words 'peace' and 'calm'
are limp slivers of linguistic conceit
they cannot transmit this knowing 

HOME of pure freedom
all-embracing
no me - no past, no identity - completely unbound
immersed
merged
dissolved
no-longer
only awareness
deep unfathomable peace 

just the gift that always is
Reality's Self 

emerging through the door of this transcendent HOME
one last kiss and wave off:
"this is The Stillness. people live in this Stillness"
a respectful, gentle invitation ...
with a dash of humour,
like ... 'you might like to give this a try ... there's nothing stopping you' (nudge, nudge) 

a white liquid light
poured
through the head into the crevices of the brain
down into the body
filling every vibrating molecule with 
exquisite sweetness
scintillating divine light nectar
of which I had never known before
nourishing this material form.
A loving embrace - divine LIGHT pouring itself into 'me'
Every part of this body responded with delight
and fell asleep.

               

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