IMAGINE...

IMAGINE...

I do not believe in anything.I have no religion, and I am not against religion.I hold no fixed theories about reality, including that one.I see heaven and hell, karma, reincarnation and the search for enlightenment as beautiful fairy tales.I have no guru, no lineage, no teacher, and so everything and everyone teaches me.

I see doubt and profound mystery as my most trusted companions.I walk no path except the one appearing directly in front of me.I have no home except this sacred moment.I trust nothing at all, except whatever happens.

I find no meaning in life except the fearless living of it.I know that today could be my final day.I feel grateful for all that was given and all that was taken away.I see the inherent limitation of language and yet love to play with it.I see the joke in using the words "I", "me" and"mine" and yet delight in using them.

I realise that I am not my story, and realise that even that isn't true.I find it impossible to say anything about myself, for experience is constantly changing.I find it effortless to talk about myself, for who I am never changes.

I know that on the deepest level I am profoundly equal to you.I know that these sentences are pale imitations of truth.I do not believe in anything.I have no religion.Except the in- and out- breaths.And endlessly deepening wonder.-

Jeff Foster —