Sedona, AZ — Does it matter if life is illusory or real, if this a material world like most everyone thinks or a dream? It looks and feels real, it offers sensations and feelings that attest to its realness. Discovering what this is only matters to the ones attempting to escape their reality, and even that is not quite accurate. It would be better 😉 to say it only matters to the ones to whom it matters (for whatever the reason behind their search).
To those who could care less: there is nothing wrong with you, or with not caring about life’s ultimate reality. I didn’t know that I cared, or that there was something to care about, until it became unavoidably obvious that I did.
To the seekers: once life’s exquisite mystery is seen clearly, it won’t matter anymore. It is what it is, both real and illusory, a living breathing paradox of unreality.
Hint: It seems we can’t see the illusory nature while still a fan of its reality. That would be like trying to grasp the depth of the ocean while standing on the beach.
Does it matter if you see through the story or not? Not really. Some do. Some don’t. Not one of us is better or worse for seeing. We each are merely living out our uniquely different storylines.
The idea that one storyline is better, is right, is just another story. Some storylines are painful to the one whose story it is, as well as to the many intersecting points of their world. Others offer a respite from the pain and suffering, but that doesn’t make the less painful paths better. There is always a lot to be experienced and learned from pain.
Pain is instructive. For me, pain was the clarion call, the impetus to take a chance on a different direction, like a fork in the road with two possibilities. Arrow one: the road to more pain. Arrow two: who knows? Who knows was more appealing than the promise of more pain.
There are no guarantees in life, other than perhaps the demise of the body and when it’s time, noticing that doing the same old thing will likely offer the same old life, filled with the same, if not more, pain.
Noticing the choice is the choice, and it doesn’t happen in a vacuum. Noticing is the natural unfolding of all those painful experiences that came before. Eventually the recognition that we are in pain, and that perhaps we don’t have to be, arises. Walk far enough down that path and we notice something else — that it doesn’t really matter.
And when it doesn’t really matter … well, I’ll leave that for you to discover.
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