Imagine being at a fun carnival,
Watching the kids on an air blown jumping bounce house.
You notice that the air has to continue to inflate the bounce house,
Or it loses both its shape and its vitality.
Now imagine that everything you see,
Touch,
Feel,
Or sense is like a blown up bounce house that is continually held in its existence by some force or particle or field that you might call prana,
Ruach,
Chi,
Or god.
This energy,
This vibration or field is beyond our routine sense of awareness.
It's beyond inside and outside,
Beyond words and images,
Beyond the beyond of thought,
Dreams,
And deep sleep.
It lies where we are right now,
Just as we all are.
It is izzing.
Although a clay pot is made of clay,
There is no contact between the clay and the pot.
Returning from beyond of the non-dual,
Sojourn in the frequency of bliss.
Channel chaos into streams of bliss and follow its windings back into the field of I.
Choose bliss.