What Is is the most intimate of intimacy... even these words are an understatement. Real Love is not even close to what me encounters as a love of; relationship with another, itself, animals, nature, music literature, art, foods, experiences etc.. When the personal self me drops infinite love's perfume seeps in everywhere to the familiar home that has never left... always here.
You are not daft, separation merely overlooks what Is as separation can only see separateness.
When the illusion of a me stops there is nothing to claim there is only
pure, infinite, freedom...aka LOVE
Unconditional LOVE
Complete peace, wholeness, stillness lies within to think otherwise is mis marked. This recognition does not arise from personal experience nor attained knowledge, this recognition is prior and beyond all knowing and not of time. Past, present and future times are the engines that keep the me engaged in pursuit of something better, something to gain.
See this and loosen the shackles!
Everything is always already whole and complete arising as love from love. It is impossible for the illusion of a separate self me to see this as separation see's me and an other, always divided. If any effort is there it will be from an illusory separate self me no matter how earnest or heart felt. Life, your life dances effortlessly...this is recognized when the illusion, dream of a separate self me ends. There is nothing separate so there can not be a separate you. Separation is an idea and nothing more.
Check in on how many times me claims ownership to thoughts and feelings that arise.
The mind will never find infinite love that permeates all there is and is not. Always here, never lost, never left. Separate self me is a veil of edges always seeking the always.
Everything arises spontaneously. Separate self me overlooks this with a perspective to control, taking a position to understand, gain knowledge, reject, accept, etc... Everything arises spontaneously empty of all 'gobbly gook.'
