Ending The Search

In this very moment lies an invitation to the Silence that reveals itself when you simply stop.
Perhaps your mind is asking, “Stop what?”
Just stop. Stop asking.
Stop trying.
Stop pretending.
Stop believing your stories of whom you are or where you have to go.
Stop thinking you know something don’t know something.
How?
There is no “how”; “how” is more mind activity.
Silence needs no “how.” It simply IS.
You simply ARE.
If you want to discover what you truly are, just stop-even an instant long enough.
What is here when you simply stop?

Do not be too hard on yourself. All of your attempts to shame, degrade, renounce, reject, or beat upper ego into submission only serve to strengthen your belief in its separate existence, which is actually an illusion. You might as well allow yourself into your heart. Love is the greater dissolver of separation. Yet from the Heart that accepts all and sees with both clarity and love, you are invited to question the questioner; double the doubter; look for the seer.

Come into the sense of Now, quietly present to your innermost Self.
Invite your attention deep inside, beyond the concepts covering your naked, open awareness.
Bypass all remembered definitions of your self, even for a moment, and come inside your Heart….
Turn your attention toward your innermost silent Source; feel its Presence. Let yourself return again and again to this felt sense.

Until we have fully embraced our humanity with out relinquishing our divinity,
we have not yet come Home.
Love is the invitation beyond separation.

While you sense the extraordinary in each moment and each form as it is, including your own, there is no need to be seen to be extraordinary. Dwelling in the ordinary, you can appreciate the natural unfolding of life, moments, thoughts, feelings, body sensations, spontaneous actions, whatever appears and disappears….Dwelling in the ordinary means laughing when something is funny, crying when something is sad, enjoying the taste of food when you eat, feeling compassion in the face of pain or suffering, accepting what comes and accepting what goes, with love infusing it all.

Ending The Search by Dorothy Hunt, pgs. 23; 55; 85; 167; 240