July 07, 2023 – B

There is what we do to live,
and there is what we live to do.

What do you live to do?
How does who you are come alive
in doing what you live to do?

We bring ourselves to life
in/by doing what we live to do.
If we are mostly dead,
it could be because we are 
doing the wrong things with our life.

We get to the right things
by seeing what we look at
and hearing what we listen to.
And knowing what we are dismissing,
discounting,
ignoring.

"The stone the builders rejected"
was exactly what they were looking for,
but they missed it 
because they had eyes for other things.

If we hope to see what we are looking at,
we have to do it via emptiness,
stillness
and silence--
and paying close attention 
to what is happening there.

We get--finally, at last--to emptiness,
stillness and silence
by having no opinions,
no agendas,
no plans,
no expectations,
no desires,
no fears,
no bitterness,
no shame,
no striving,
no forcing,
no contriving,
no scheming,
just breathng
and being as empty
as the place between breaths.

The place between breaths
is the being place,
the seeing place,
"the still point of the turning world."

Everything leads to that,
flows from that,
revealing there is nothing but that
for those with eyes that see,
ears that hear
and a heart that understands/comprehends/realizes/knows.

Enlightenment is knowing what we have always known.
Waking up to what's what
and what needs to be done about it,
and doing it when/when/how it needs to be done--
in each situation as it arises--
for nothing more than the joy of doing it
and the satisfaction of having done it.

What we live to do
is just that way.
"Always well within our reach,
yet exceeding our grasp,"
because we were/are looking for something else.

Ain't that the way it is though?
Ain't that just the way it is?

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