Lately, I go deeper into moralism without morality?
In the don't know of the don't know, it is hard to say what's right?
In the Land of no rules, it is hard to say what is right.
Maybe the end-conclusion is: that there is no right or wrong,
or that there is a right or wrong, but no one is gonna tell you, which one it is...
It is an interesting phase.
I am now living in the midst of nature. Summer is really 'my' season.
Even when you don't know what the weather will bring,
that is the surprise!
I didn't really integrate the lecture, but step by step, I do.
The process was hard, but the steps forward are amazing!
Sometimes I then wonder, if God Doesn't really Have an image,
and I see His/Her Nature reflected by the works of Nature,
who then is about to say, this is right, or that is wrong?
I know one thing for sure, although we ended in my own space,
as I lost my specs, when we finally moved into meditation,
it were the weather circumstances talking to me/us loudly and clearly.
God for me Speaks through the rain and the grass, or
the rain and the grass were speaking to me.
More and more Life reveals me, that it is continually speaking to me per se.
For me, I don't care if this Is God Self, or that it is life speaking to me,
directly. For me, but that is my world and my observation: Life is the
most direct matter....
Is it weird to state, that it doesn't matter to me, whether this is of God?
When things are direct, I guess that it doesn't matter anymore.
Everything is interconnected, and I am becoming a direct porch to life.
Maybe I don't know that...., and this is good, because I shouldn't know.
What if the I, the Me, is the only authority, which decides, what is right or wrong?
And that life directly speaks, whether this is or ain't true?
What if I would truly trust myself in this?
Then I only have to speak to life. And then I only have to observe life as it is.
I don't feel I cheat on God, when I speak about Go Dao.
It is only a matter of interaction of the same thing, speaking to me.
For me, it doesn't matter who is the figurant of telling me things.
What matters in the end, is the resonance of the Heart.
In the Land beyond rules, I try to listen carefully to my Heart.
At August the 2nd, I am going deeper into the Heart.
A Lecture is not really a lecture. It is a process between everyone.
'Who Go(o)ds along' is not about a project.
It is about nature and the heart.
It is about new space/room,
as I then left the office and move towards a place in the midst of nature.
Godaya