Exhausted by the search for peace
Confused by all the world outside
I walk the blinded way
No thing to turn to
No one to turn to
What is left
is me
What is left is me
I turn to me
and find
amidst exhaustion and confusion
amidst aloneness and dispair
a treasure chest
illuminated by Grace
filled with Peace …
Do you believe every thought that arises?
Do you believe every story you are told?
When someone tells you something
Do you go inside and ask yourself
if you can absolutely know that that is true for you?
Just believing a thought, a story,
because someone tells you to do so
Just believing statements and words
because they give you some hope for the future
Leads you into confusion and suffering
Leads you away from you
And don’t believe anything I write
Ask yourself and find the answer in you …
My dear child, There never was a "me" to suffer the pain of life and all there has ever been is "I", the Source from which the manifestation has emerged, and it is "I" alone who has been functioning through the billions of human beings. Ramesh Balsekar in Confusion no more.
Shame and guilt originate from the same belief: I did something wrong. Or, to rephrase it: I shouldn’t have done that.
Ask yourself: “With the knowledge I had at that time, with the state of consciousness I had at that time, with my past, with my pain, did I do the best I could at that time?”
And when you walk with this question
And meet the forest and the trees
Stand still and look
Let the answer surface
And let the trees tell you
What you knew already
And then you wonder
About your own wisdom
Infinite
Wise
Pure
Whole …
Wonderwalk 