Slipping Into Observer Mode
Nothingness, Ahoy!
How often we find ourselves wondering where we’re headed, what might be just ahead for us; let’s focus NowHere, right where we are. We mourn or celebrate where we’ve been or worry over where we seem to be going.
What if that’s a big part of what’s keeping us stuck & trapped?
Coming fully into the NowHere is no easy thing, not for those trapped in the mind. It seems we CAN do it, but only by letting who we thought we are fade away, disappear from the scene. That’s when new clarity arises, in that emptiness.
We wonder, what will be left of me if I surrender my fixation, my belief in my mind as the central beacon of who I am? What else am I, what else could I be? So says the mind, of course; not Who we truly are.
It seems an endless surrendering is the only way in.
Letting go of the little things becomes no big deal, but to release our hold on who we take ourselves to be, that’s something else, entirely. Some never make it; will I, will you? That rests firmly on what we choose to do with our free will.
Just when it seems it couldn’t be worse, we discover the price of entry is our sense of self; not Who we actually are, but it might as well be since that’s how it feels at the time of the surrender. That’s truly how it feels, a release into nothing, into a strange emptiness; a huge step.
It gets easier, of course, but never totally. It always feels a bit tipsyfying, the step-off-of-the-cliff with no possibility of knowing what waits to greet us. Nor is it ever at all what we expect, so those ideas & expectations find their way out the door, somehow. They’re just never fulfilled.
It’s rather bizarre, what we do find, for there are never any words that can even begin to pin it down into something we can share. We laugh at ourselves as we watch ourselves trying to capture the essence of it, only to discover over time that the less mind involvement in that, the better.
It’s just not a mind thing.
We’re in the emptiness, the nothingness, folks, but we don’t recognize this Self for it’s not the one we’re accustomed to identifying as “I.” We draw closest to it as the observer, standing back & distantly watching what’s going on — but not quite.
That watcher, that observer becomes like a friend over time, so pleasant does it become to be able to step back from the fray & just observe with no horse in the race. The less we think about it the better, of course, for none of this is ever in or of the mind.
To slip back into the mental mode is to lose the observer, for sure.
As we spend more time in Observer mode, we find an increased clarity arising from we know not where. It’s just there, showing us things we never saw before, or never saw from that angle. In the new clarity/Clarity it suddenly becomes obvious that this that we’re seeing was always the case, was always here.
We marvel to be seeing it this way for the first time.
One day, on a beautiful NowHere, we come to another realization. As the Observer in us is calmly watching whatever machinations our 3D self is involved in, we recognize that there’s a two, there. Both of them may seem to be “I” in their own way, but there are two, an observed & the Observer; oh dear.
Why “Oh, dear?” We thought we were in the Oneness, fully in the NowHere, but in this new Clarity, we Know that’s a Oneness that accommodates no separation of any kind. Sure, we can have separate suits of clothes, separate costumes, but no separate selves.
We watch some more. wondering yet with an underlying Knowing, somehow.
We notice we’re never so stressed, anymore; not at all like we once used to be. We watch the things happening that used to set us off with a simple, “Uh huh; yeah, that’s happening,” & not much else. We don’t diss the experience. It’s everything it used to be, it just doesn’t have that same power to move us.
We may marvel a bit to realize we know not one thing about how that change, that shift came about. We just have the results of whatever it was.
What used to have a certain power over us, an ability to grab us, has now been thoroughly defanged. We wonder if we had anything to do with whatever the process was — or if it was even a process.
We’re totally clueless, perhaps for the nth time. It’s becoming a funny habit, being clueless, but oh, well. We’re game.
It just is what it is, & we find we’re okay with that. It feels just fine as we continue to watch. Nope, we’re not the one we thought we were for so very long, that much is crystal clear. Who are we? We don’t yet know. We know we feel better about things & about the self, but that’s about all we can report at this time.
Life seems easier, somehow — not as dark or challenging.
We’re far, far better at letting things like that go without a worry in the world. This is a Peace like we’ve never previously known. It’s really cool, albeit disconcerting. We’re good with that. We just watch, not assuming we know anything.
Now that we recognize the twoness in operation here, we realize there’s more — or is it less — for we’ve had moments in the Oneness, before. No two, there, for sure. We have no idea how this twoness will resolve, but we’re not even tempted to try to make it happen, knowing such things will take care of themselves.
We know better than to slip back into mental mode.
Guess I’ll leave you there for now, since that’s where I am, so I’ll await the access to the greater Oneness revealing itSelf. Timing is now something we’re content to flow along with, being Heart-centered. We watch the mind twitch & wish it could do something, do anything to bring about the next step, but we look away from that. We know better.
We know what it is to be content within our NowHere experience, to not be longing from something else. We know it’s all good right down to our toes. There’s no resistance in us, none we can notice, at least. It’s a great space to occupy, a great way to Be, centered & cherishing our NowHere experience.
Namaste
~♥~
2:16 a.m., Tuesday, 2019/06/04 — Mayan day 7 Wisdom / Cib
