IT’S A GAME AND YOU’RE WINNING IT

IT’S A GAME AND YOU’RE WINNING IT

Every moment and every breath, every thought and idea, every breeze of the wind, every sound or sensation, every movement and every touch is of the highest possible importance, is there, now, for you. It’s your life. All your life. Now. There are no details.

But there is also nothing else.

The whole thing, the system and the principle, the interaction of it all, the big picture – it’s nothing but a game.

You’re playing it with maximum attention in every given moment, in every second of this precious life – but knowing: it’s altogether just a game.

And you’re winning it.

CAN YOU HANDLE PARADISE?

CAN YOU HANDLE PARADISE?

Eighty thousand thoughts in your head, every day. A radio talking talking away while it’s creating an illusion of a world that never existed. Creating an ”I” that was never there. Your true nature is so great and beautiful that thoughts can never get ist.

Outside: paradise.
You: the richest person alive.
Can you handle that?

While staying in silence and in contact with your body and your breathing there’s no alternative to being yourself. Your true Self watches this ”I” that was never ”you”, in a loving way, patiently and wise.

That ”you” is already going away, like eighty thousand thoughts will pass. And you will pass, you are in fact passing through this paradise of your reality right now.

Start handling it. Then start enjoying it while you’re waking up to life and love.

Because now love is all that remains.
The love you’ve always been – and has always been in everything around you.

In mindfulness you find Gods tenderness

In mindfulness you find Gods tenderness

Don’t meditate. Just sit. Breathe. Take your time, take a lot of time. Breathing and sitting you’ll go beyond time and into the essence and deep truth of time: the Now.

Don’t practice walking meditation. Just walk. Feel the ground, feel your feet, your step, your muscles, the tender touch of the clothes on your skin.

Feel. Smell. See and taste all this because it has the taste of joy. And listen, listen carefully to everything that sounds and doesn’t sound inside you and around you.

Every slight breeze will caress you with a loving hand, every passing motorbike will become a lover’s word whispered in your ear, softly and delicately. Every smell and every stink will surprise your senses in a loving way. Every disturbance becomes a lover’s gift, wrapped in funny paper. Every thought is now an appreciated guest who arrives, stays for a while and leaves to follow his own magnificent ways.

You are loved, deeply loved and in this silence you find God’s tenderness, the caressing hand of life for you. You always knew. But it always was so close that it seemed impossible: so much happiness, so much love without attempt, without effort, without fear.