8/23/2015

Stories End


There are only a handful of stories. We keep telling them in countless versions: the story of gain, the story of loss, the story of laughter, the story of tears...

But have you noticed, when we hear a good story, we can't wait to see how it ends? This is a hint about the nature of reality. Truth does not lie in the story at all. Truth lies in the end of the story, the moment we get it, breathe out, and drop it. Here we are again, in the beginning, before the Word of creation...

This is the opportunity for release into boundless awareness, where no story is told, because the present moment has no plot...

But usually, after that burst of freedom, we get drawn back into the story, starting over a new version of our favorite saga. And so it goes...

Until someday, somenow, we drop the story and stay where we are, in the sparkling Presence which has no beginning or end.

Let's meet here, in this wilderness, where the grapes are already fermented on the vine.
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Painting: Albrecht Samuel Anker, b. 1831, 'Old Storyteller'

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