The Significance of Standing Still
What if we were already that which we are seeking to become, it’s just that we hadn’t noticed
I know it seems like we’re a work in progress. That there’s someone we must become. Perpetual betterment towards the Gates of Nirvana. Or Heaven. Or Success. Or some cultural equivalent. But what if we were already that which we are seeking to become, it’s just that we hadn’t noticed. Surely that would be an issue of wrong-sight, and not a future aspiration for transformation.
As a teenager I would sit across a room and I wouldn’t know someone but I would see something of them. And I just thought I had an imagination and I was making stories up but what I was seeing is what I’ve come to realize now … underneath it all, there someone is.
That part of someone has always been there. It doesn’t need to be worked towards, or conjured up or contrived. No process is required. There someone is, no matter the acts of a life. That is probably the most important thing.
I’ve filmed a multiple murderer in a gang wing of a jail in Central America and I’ve filmed people who you’d probably characterize as modern day Saints, and it’s the same. And I always saw that. I just didn’t know that’s what I was seeing.
In an utterly still moment might you come to realize that you are?
Anyhow, these few minutes were recorded last week. Unintentionally, as per usual.
There are most probably some vast personal questions in here for you to consider in the coming days.
North, East, South and West
Four friends set
out from where
they stood.
One went North.
One East.
Another South.
The last one, West.
Each in search
of meaning.
Each in search
of the point of
their own life.
Three would continue
along the never ending
road of becoming
someone.
Each of them assuming
they needed to be
somewhere other
than where they were.
But one would come to
know the significance
of standing still.
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It is in this moment of stillness that I can hear the music of my pen on paper
I can SEE my eyes seeing the words on the paper
I step out of myself for only a moment to SEE-----ME
I am Bold, I am Kind and
I am perfect in body, spirit, and the ways I am not...
If only each day, each morning I would remind myself of the feeling of Being
Being perfectly present
Being perfectly Me
No where to go for
Light is
I am
Long ago I had a vibrational experience of leaving my body just before falling asleep. The thought I had was wow ! I am who I always thought I was! My open physical eyes viewed my body laying down but "i" was viewing the whole scene from above my body realizing who i really was.