It's All Real
All of it...
It’s all Real.
Family, friends, animals, people, bodies, Earth, music, art, trees, soil, sun.
It’s Real.
It’s not an illusion.
God is not “generating an illusion of a world.”
No, God is being the world.
The world is the literal concrete Body and Heart of God.
It’s all Real.
Non-duality can so easily be used as a means of hiding from this Realness.
By writing the world off as “illusion,” the throbbing, gushing Heart of the world is kept at arm’s length.
By repeatedly asserting that “it’s all unreal,” “it’s all meaningless,” “there’s no one here,” “there is no body,” “there is no world”…
A subtle closed-off-ness can be allowed to persist.
By dismissing this universe as a mere “hologram” or “video game” or “theatrical production” or “movie appearing on the projection screen of consciousness”…
The soft animal-body of this cuddly life can be unconsciously rejected.
One can secretly block oneself from really-truly-deeply-viscerally noticing that the One Poem is written in flesh and bone.
When bones break, it doesn’t feel like a simple reformatting of pixels in a hologram.
When parents weep over the dead body of an innocent child, only a voice of confusion and coldness would ask them why they are grieving the loss of an imaginary character.
They’re grieving the loss of God.
A once-in-existence expression of God.
They’re Real, and their grief is Real.
When they grieve, God grieves.
When we suffer, God suffers.
When we are tortured, God is tortured.
When we are burned at the stake, God is burned at the stake.
When we are raped, God is raped.
When we die a slow and frightening death in a hospital on a ventilator, God dies this same slow and frightening death.
God is not “hiding in the Absolute” in perpetual non-attached, pain-free peace.
No, God is our attachment.
God is our pain.
God is our fear.
And God is also Absolute peace.
God feels it all, for God is all of it.
All of it.
It’s all Real.
True enlightenment is not to escape the human experience.
It is to arrive fully in the human experience.
To land fully on Earth, with a wide open heart, ready to feel it all and respond wisely and compassionately.
To dig one’s feet into the ancient soil of our Mother, feel her pulsing heartbeat, and know She is Real.
Know She is God.
Know that her children are God.
Know that you are here to Serve Her.
By being exactly who you are.
Living true.
Fully, bravely, with an open heart.
Amen.
Love,
Jordan
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Oftentimes this tendency with non-dualist belief does indeed lead to a rejection or minimization of the intensity of experience. And yet, it does seem paradoxical that things seem simultaneously illusory and yet so real; pain especially is something undeniable... And yet there have been monks who burned themselves alive without moving an inch. The layers cascade and cascade ever downwards: Love lights the way <3
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