“Stepping Off the Carousel of the Mind: Finding Bliss Beyond Life’s Dance of Opposites”

Consider this, dear friend.

Even nature showers us with the taste of duality, nature's laws, and opposites..
Summer and Winter, Spring and Fall.
Sunrise and sunsets, night and day.

Consider this ...98 degrees hot and humid for a few days, and it seems like an endless quest for living in misery.

Then, nature swings its pendulum to 80 degrees.
Ahhh...Cool and mild...back in paradise again, old friend...and we chant the mantra...

What a beautiful day.

But you can only experience paradise if you've had a good taste of hell.. Right?

That you can differentiate between the two...

Consider this:
The cold and long days of winter. You bundle up layers after layers, trying to keep yourself warm and cozy.
For how long, old chap?
...And you silently whisper, "Even this will pass."
And we have faith that spring is right around the corner, and it always is! ..and Bliss will shower us with beautiful, warm, shiny, and clear days again...
Ahh..this life in this third-dimensional realm of opposites.

Taste the bitter in order to enjoy the sweetness..
And we are like little children on a swing, the swing of the mind.
And the parents are like the pushers...don't go there..Do this and don't do that.

Trapped in the maze of the mind, orchestrated and lovingly handed to us by others... ah, what wonderful gifts we've received... all nicely wrapped... with the ribbon of goodintention...

Go this way and not that way... become this and not that... We are on an ever-spinning carousel of the mind... a bit dizzy, I know... they didn't get iteither..

Maybe, just maybe, we have had enough of riding and need to step off this carousel of the mind and find the Bliss beyond the noise and the mind with all its trickery.

And finally... awaken to the light of our true nature... not becoming this or that, just being... resting in presence... unmoving, unchanging, undisturbed... perfect peace wrapped in the arms of bliss and the ribbon... the ribbon of finally coming home to ourselves.

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