I removed myself from one place and put myself into another.
Uprooted, replanted.
To move a household is not uncomplicated. There are many things that need to fall into place and many things that can go wrong. Some of them did. I kept my presence through good and bad, stayed with the core no matter what. There were things that I didn’t like. But, interestingly, when I stop demanding that that the world should satisfy my desires, needs, wants, expectations, those things mean NOTHING.
Wherever I go I am.
Nothing changes. Or: everything changes but I don’t.
I can plan as much as I want. It’s not me who decides the outcome. Nothing changes. If I remember that I am just a spectator everything is easy. If I forget and think I’m the one running the show everything is difficult.
It doesn’t matter if things go wrong.
It doesn’t matter if things go perfectly.
It doesn’t matter if I’m swept away by emotion.
I am what I am through it all. I hold on to the innermost beingness.
Wherever I go I am.
At every turn the universe provides me with what I need. Not necessarily with what I want. But what I need.
What I receive is what I am. What I give is what I am.
Happiness is always present.
I sometimes forget to see.
Remembering is bliss!
Always remember to remember.
Being-Consciousness-Bliss
That is the core.