The Waves don’t have to be denied.
The Waves can be enjoyed.
Appreciated.
Recognised.
And honoured.
As they are.
Their uniqueness.
Their variety.
Their beauty.
While always knowing.
What they are.
What they always have been.
And what they always will be.
Is The Ocean.
Water flows.
Now.
Fire burns.
Now.
You happen.
Now.
You get to be human.
A happening.
A functioning.
Inseparable from.
This one great functioning.
Sometimes called Life.
Call it what you want.
It’s just This.
All This.
THIS.
Is.
Happening.
The water.
In this mirage.
Appears very very real.
Sometimes cool, clear and refreshing.
Sometimes filthy, polluted and stinking.
Have you ever.
Had the experience.
Of making yourself happen?
You are Existence.
And that’s really something special.
You are really something special.
It’s your Divine Nature.
The Perfection.
Of what you are.
As you are.
Right now.
But that’s really nothing special.
Because everything else is Existence too.
All there is, is Existence.
Just This.
All This.
As It is.
Right now.
And This is really something special.
Merry Christmas to one and all.
May all beings be at peace.
Energy expressing.
Deer.
And Jellyfish.
Penguins.
And Tadpoles.
Rhinos.
And Pidgeons.
And Beavers.
And You.
Everything.
Simply happening.
Everything.
Simply being.
What it is.
WHO GROWS THE GRASS? 