Further inquiry into fear, deeply digging into and facing solidly and willing to continue deeper, questioning "what's this, is this the truth?" is easier then running from this unseen, unperceived, mind created enemy. When the light of inquiry is shone on fear, it becomes a crying baby with a wet diaper, a two year old with a temper tantrum, a teen with rage... and they're all the same. Paradoxically, turning and facing fear, embracing it, giving it space to be is exactly what dissolves it and we see that it is only a thin disguise. Fear is a disguise ego wears to prevent us from knowing that who we truly are is vast emptiness. The formless space from which all form arises.
.. . . In which a pig piñata project becomes a metaphor for life. If pigs could fly, it would be like a pigger pointing at the moon. This is not a place to collect sign posts. The pig as us!
Friday, November 11, 2011
The Fascination Of Fear
Further inquiry into fear, deeply digging into and facing solidly and willing to continue deeper, questioning "what's this, is this the truth?" is easier then running from this unseen, unperceived, mind created enemy. When the light of inquiry is shone on fear, it becomes a crying baby with a wet diaper, a two year old with a temper tantrum, a teen with rage... and they're all the same. Paradoxically, turning and facing fear, embracing it, giving it space to be is exactly what dissolves it and we see that it is only a thin disguise. Fear is a disguise ego wears to prevent us from knowing that who we truly are is vast emptiness. The formless space from which all form arises.
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