The Stillness Before Time


I

When in every moment

You see without a trace of doubt

That there is no master other than you,

That those many pedestaled images of great souls

Were projections of the inherent longing

To awaken to the birthright

That is prior to consciousness,

You will be free of artificial limits,

You will have triumphed over illusion,

You will have discovered the indelible truth:

That you are, indeed, sovereign, indivisibly absolute.

 

 

III

You who seek are already that which is sought.

You are the unequivocal source, the mystery, pure and simple.

Discerning it clearly in the everyday, without a trace of doubt, is the challenge.

 

 

VI

Surrender your identity:

Your concepts and cravings,

Your fears, irritations, and doubts,

Your knowledge, opinions, and routines,

Your ambitions to achieve one glory or another.

Surrender everything you believe you are,

That you have never really been.