Quantum nature: Playacting for us ... *

2.12.24 MONDAY … 2.38am     

I am awake, normal human awake, 

glancing at the face of a friend,

and suddenly I am looking at myself.

What is looking at his eyes is seeing itself

…what is looking out from my eyes…

is what I have been looking for.

I am what I have been looking for.

The mystery sees itself in his eyes.

What I’ve been reaching towards from Bill,

from teachers, from inside myself, for decades,

 recognizes itself in another’s eyes

as the same mystery.

I am what is seeing itself through his eyes.

“The eye through which I see God

is the same eye through which God sees me;

my eye and God's eye are one eye,

one seeing, one knowing, one love.”

― Meister Eckhart, Sermons of Meister Eckhart

It doesn't stop there,

because the closet doors  are illumined  too.

I don’t want to sleep now.

I want to go around looking at everything,

seeing as the Mystery.

How does the Mystery move my head?

How does the Mystery walk across a room?

"NO STRIVING." I hear this.

Checking with the Mystery that’s looking through my eyes

I just sense laughter.

Walking across the floor,

I got that ‘NO STRIVING’ is not an instruction

it is a description.

A description of what is already here.

It’s the same as “I am what I have been seeking.”

Wanting is now gone

because of what looks through my eyes.

Do I meditate? Do I pray? 

Nothing flashy, I’m the same person.

Frenzy is gone. Self-denigration is gone. Fear is gone.

I  feel fullness in my chest.   

The mystery behind my eyes looks out.

I feel gratitude towards my body as a vehicle. 

I forgot they used to call this ‘witnessing.’

It’s the Mystery, seeing itself…

… it is seeing itself in the closets, the floor,

the air in the room, the darkness around me, the keyboard,

the breath moving in and out of me, the movement of my legs ,

the thoughts going through my mind.

Breathing in and out,

feeling like lamps are behind my eyes

illuminating everything as what it actually is—

quantum reality in form.

With a sense of almost a joke underlying it all. 

Right here under our noses,

looking like objects and movement and activity,

is God, Source, Quantum nature,

playacting for us, waiting for us to see the game.

I like moving my hands in the air, moving this body,

feeling what occupies it now as so much bigger than the little me

I was so ready to stop being.

What happens to her now?

I know enough to not be attached to this.

There is the “I got it ; I lost it” phenom.

It’s hard to not have a desire to keep this awareness

of the Mystery living in this body.

Also, how ironic and wonderful

that this portal came through another’s eyes! 

I have had other portals appear and I backed away from them,

but through another’s eyes—

it was unexpected, effortless, instantaneous oneness.

QUANTUM SOURCE ... QUANTUM WORLD ... QUANTUM VOID ... QUANTUM YOU!