A Book. A Chapter (One) (In Progress)

I already am the universe.  I am not separate from it.  This comes as an immense relief.  For we are not alone.  We never were, we never can be.  And when we have a cross to bear, a Sisyphean boulder to push up a hill, or a Procrustean bed to sleep in, it is not ours alone.  But belongs to everyone and everything.

And in this place we find our self, there is no light and no darkness.  There is only the endless perfection of the universe.  A perfection that we are part of if we open up to it, receive and surrender to it.

And in this place we find ourself there is no separation.   And what we think of as separation is part of the eternal becoming.   In this way, if we feel there is a wall or a force between us and the universe, it is part of the endless contraction. 

In this way, the perceived barrier is much like the barrier between an infant an its birth canal--pushing through into the light.  And yes, we are always in the birth canal.  Because, yes, we are in a constant state of being born, and contracting.  And we always have and we always will be, even when we finally contract in the so called death and wait for the next wave of expansion to carry us forward in this so call life.

What is it like to surrender?  You already know the answer.  You have been there before, many times, when there is no space, time or distance.  The source of words and concepts drop away and you flow down the stream.