Presence

Presence is not the absence of nothing yet it is to prevail and pierce it all. To know that you are never not it all, because you are it all.
Grab your headphones and get comfy - Allowing the body to soften and receive this meditation.

Transcript

Let's take this moment to send the awareness back into the body. Allowing the breath to move freely and gently in the belly. Through the heart. Softening back into the belly. There is nothing for you to do. Nowhere for you to be. By simply allowing yourself to be here. Now, In the body. Presence is not the absence of anything, Yet it is to prevail and pierce it all, To know that you are never not at all. Because you are it all. To recognize that you are whole because that is your true nature. You can never be anything other than whole. So breathe a little deeper into your heart. To hear the beating of your beautiful heart as it continues to whisper to you, Keep going, Keep following along. Keep moving along. For what once was, Was never there. Only to the observer could you see for what the experience was. But what happens when all of that vanishes? Who is there beyond at all? Can you allow yourself to see beyond it all? A state of being. A moment of rest. A moment of. Allowing the exhale to naturally fall into the inhale, Just as the continuous tapestry will always make its way back to you. Back to your heart. For the heart is the spark of creation that can never be lost. For the spark of creation can only be destroyed to be created again. So just as the breath reminds us that each exhale will continue to fall into the inhale, Can you allow yourself to soften a bit more into it all? To allow the wind to push you along, For its moving has always been chosen by the chooser, Yet still beyond the chosen. So soften, My friend. Allowing the heart to guide the way back to your soul, Back to the home. For again the whole can never be lost when you are the whole. The purity of your heart. A kindred spirit, A warrior, A fighter, A mother, A father, A provider, A worshipper, An avatar of another's love. For another's love is simply a reflection of your own, To be felt, To be held, To be preserved amongst it all. So now my friend, Is the time. So stop to look up to see the sun shining upon you for it has always been shining upon you. To hear the beat of your heart breathe in another kind. For the beat will continue to find its rhythm as you continue to walk your path, The path of your own beloved heart. With each stride you take becomes another stride up the mountain then back down to your soul. You see, The mountain never existed, Only the pulse you need to resist the beloved lover of your own insanity. To feel intoxicated by it. To feel held by it. To remember it. For that is all there ever will be. So get out there and be. Because amongst the being you will find the doing. Then as you start doing, The being will simply arise again. It's simple maths. A plus B does not equate C, As C is to equate something that was never meant to be put into a box to say that is me and that is not me. C reminds us that A, B and C are it all. The all-pervading love that wishes to be expressed through you, As you, For you, With you, By you. So my friend. . . Now is the only time. So stop and breathe. Breathe into your heart. Into the heart of creation and send your prayers as far as they may go for the ones who continue to wait will always be the ones waiting. But you, My friend, Know that with every fibre of your being that the time is only now. So cherish her. Live in it, Fill your entire body with it, Immerse yourself in it so that you can be forever and ever. So that you may be forever and ever. So that you may be forever and ever. You see, What can be measured is not the whole equation. To bathe in the ever-changing waters of life is to trust that life itself is ever-changing. That nothing is fixed, Nor nothing can be changed. And as nothing is changed nor fixed, The whole is asking you to surrender deeper into it all. Allowing each heartbeat to pave out the rhythm of the eternal nature of your being. To understand that just as the whole will always be the whole. To feel and remember the whole is to feel and remember the entirety of your being. Which is to know the entirety of someone else's story. For their story is just as precious as yours, And as your story is just as precious as another's. May you remember this spark within you, To hold it dearly, Knowing that this spark can never be lost, Even if you try to lose sight of it. For this sight can only be seen as deep as the chooser chooses to see. For they are always a chooser. They can never choose how the play goes. Each beat is another reminder to surrender and into it all. To allow the heart to lead the way back to soul. For the self is there all there is, Nothing more. Nothing lives. Had simply muddled up a billion times over and over into something new and original. For the originality of the self is all there could be, Though it also does not exist. So breathe with me. Deeper into your body. Allowing the body to be here. While the body is the greatest anchor to experience what it feels like to be whole. To remember what wholeness feels like, Tastes like, Looks like and moves like. Each movement is nothing more than the pulse of life itself, Moving itself always and forever. So stop to allow the heart of creation to be felt, To be met, To be held and to be cherished. For you are me. And I am you. Nothing less. Nothing more. So breathe with me another sigh of relief for a thousand candles lit in the sky can only shine as bright as the wax yawn and upholds for there is nothing more than the fire of life for that spark of light that kindle of joy that each child emanates as pure as innocent as unique as they may be for they are the chooser the chosen and the chooserer nothing more Nothing less. So stop and breathe deeper into your body, Allowing the body to show you the way back to it all. Back to the whole. Back to the whole. Back to the home. You see a state of presence is not the absence of anything, Rather is to immerse yourself within the whole. To remember that you are the whole, Pure, Innocent, Free, Playful, Eager, Ready to conquer your role in the world. But as the storms come and as they will, May you know and remember the guidance of your breath, Sound, And your touch to move through the world as you may. For you are me, And I am you. There is nothing else other than us. So stop waiting for a perfect moment or the right timing. These things do not exist, But rather they are decisions made by the chooser. So choose wisely my friend, For you are me, And I am you. It's time to embrace it all, The misery, The doubtful, The confused, The worried, The scared, Like a mother holding a child in pure love. The time is now to hold yourself as you would a child, With tender loving awareness and patience. For the patience provides the steering wheel to free yourself from the shackles of your own mind, Allowing the mind to wander freely, Vastly, Openly. For you are me. And I am you. So you are me. And I am you. For you are me, And I am you. Back to the home. So breathe with me. Into your body, Within your heart. And as the world begins to change, Your only role is to remember that spark of life, Of innocence and purity within the tender heart of yours. Always and forever, That tender spark within that beloved heart of yours. My friend. Be you.