Week 1
You are with us
To wait for the right moment is like to wait for permission to breathe. Just by mere fact of existing — I am here — I already have permission to breathe. I am given permission to breathe by That which is beyond. So to ask for that permission again is to ask for something else. Because permission was given long time ago. And there were many inhales and exhales.
Seeking connection reassurance that You are there or actually You are here. You are here. You are with us. Every moment. Every breath.
Your presence
Sometimes what we actually want, what we actually seeking, is to stop change, is to freeze time, to prevent river from flowing. And it’s not possible. It’s impossible. Just tick tock. Just drop after drop. It’s just...
The just— The right— The law— Is change. And yet —in the background— we are meeting and You are with us and You are listening and You are hearing You are taken care of— each and everyone— in the way that is required. That’s Love. And it’s ungraspable. It’s impossible to understand.
Human brain is so limited. We are so tiny in the vast universe where everything is shining with Your presence.
Movement
All that is required is a willingness to open up, to receive and accept what is given—to let it in, allow touch and connection, to be with, and open up to being with. Then the movement happens naturally and unfolds of its own accord, it moves through. Tingling. Sometimes it is very gentle, like a feather or the subtle movement of air. Sometimes it can be a kick.
And there must also be a willingness to be moved, to feel, to sense, to be alive, to live, and to engage with what is—with who is.
Connection
It’s connection; it’s relation—relationship. It’s a ship where we are. And You are with us. It just takes time, courage, maturity, and support to open our eyes and see: Oh! You have always been here with us—always. When that happens, everything becomes very simple. What could be simpler? Just say yes. Yes! That’s it.
The hand is always here, available, ready and waiting. All I need to do is reach out and grab it to receive support and love. Not in the way I expect or want, but in the way it is. There is a difference—a limit to what we can understand, name, or imagine—and there’s Beyond. And that Beyond is here, with us, always present.
Courage
To love requires courage. To remain requires courage. To be with what is. To be with who is and how it is. It sounds simple, but sometimes it’s unbearable. And yet, somehow—together—we are. Yes, we are because of You. Because of You, we are.
And everything is filled with light. Light is beneath everything. Everyone can take as much as they want, up to the limits that exist. It’s here for the taking. All that is required is to take it, to be grateful for it, and to say Thank You, which we do. Thank You.
Thank You for being with us. Thank You for allowing us to live, to breathe, to know, to be aware, to experience, to be alive, to feel, to breathe, to sense. Thank You.
Where we meet
When there is nowhere left to run. Nothing to achieve. Nothing to do. Nothing to prove. When there is nothing to improve, fix, or change. What then? What now? And what is? Who is?
It’s just the simple act of recognition, awareness, acknowledgment. In order to acknowledge something, we first need to be aware of it. Yes. So it is. So we are gathering again, meeting again. Isn’t that beautiful?
It’s a pulsating rhythm. It’s like a heartbeat. It’s like breathing in and out—inhale, exhale. Connecting to the body, connecting to the mind—language, vision, images. Connecting to the Real, to what is, to who is. The gap is. And in that gap, or on the boundary, on the borders, that’s where we meet.
Everyone is different. Everyone is unique. Everyone has something to say. It just takes courage and support, someone to listen. And there is always someone listening, always.
Impossible
And as we meet, we have that experience of encounter, repeated encounters, continuous recognition: I am because of You, and we are meeting together with that which is impossible. Somehow it is happening, yet it is impossible.
How? How are we here? That experience is beyond words, beyond images; it’s experiential. And the limit is. There is a limit within which we live. Without limits, without borders, we lose form. We would not survive. We need limits. We need borders.
And during the meeting, we meet what is beyond. It touches, it breathes, it moves. There’s no need for beliefs or faith; it’s pure action, and that action is to be with. Being with. Meeting life. Being alive and encountering life. Encountering You.
Imaginary
Trying to operate with the mind, to live according to logic and reason — how it should be and not how it is; attempting to control, manage, manipulate, and dictate is futile. Living out of the imaginary is futile.
Maintaining castles built of sand requires a lot of effort. Everything seems to try to destroy them, but that is just the nature of the imaginary — it is fleeting, like a dream. We imagine something. We dream. We build our lives on a vision.
This works for a while — sometimes for years, decades or even hundreds or thousands of years. But eventually, the imaginary dissolves and evaporates like a dream. It just goes away. And what’s left? Real.
The absolutely undeniable Real—the foundation, the base, the ground of being—just Being. Not what should be, but what is.
Real
We put so much effort into the imaginary, trying and trying to make it work. It looks solid, complete and full. Then time passes, and… Who is the fool? Who looks confused? Where does that misunderstanding come from?
The imaginary is useful — we need to use all our faculties, including our imagination. However, if we try to build on a foundation that isn’t there, the structure won’t stand the test of time. If we rely on the imaginary, it won’t stand the test of time—it can’t, because it doesn’t have enough support.
The imaginary requires constant refuelling. It demands attention, renewal, and effort to stay alive, current and relevant, whereas the Real needs none of that. The Real just is. It doesn’t need to prove anything. It’s simply here.
Baseline
Eventually everything reverts to the baseline. All attempts to escape destiny — one’s place — are abandoned, and the striving ends. What remains is what has always been here. Everyone eventually surrenders to their own place. Dust settles. Mud settles.
It’s like gravity—just a law. Things return to their places, and our attention returns to the Real. It has always been here; it never left. But our attention wandered elsewhere, distracted by images and dreams. There was an illusion that the Real wasn’t here—but it was.
When we’re ready, we simply look at what is and… it is here! Ungraspable, impossible to imagine or understand—and yet Real, and yet here.
So why spend years of our lives—perhaps even waste our lives—pursuing something that makes no sense in retrospect? This is the challenge; at the time, it seems reasonable, makes sense and fits the vision. But after many years, when the vision, the dreams and the imaginary have dissolved, the question remains: Why? Why did I do that? Why did you do that? Why did we, as a species, do that? Why?
Such is our defence—a defence against the unbearable: meeting the Real.
Unnameable
Everything takes time—every step. Step after step. Trying to run sometimes is not effective. Sometimes what is required is careful, gentle, accurate, precise movement—just right, not too much, not too little, and at the right time. But a step is required.
It’s a choice. I can refuse; I can say no, and that decision would be respected, would be honored. But then loss would be mine. If I don’t want, so be it. But there is choice. I can actually say yes. Yes! I choose to engage with what is, with how it is, and with who is here.
We can choose to acknowledge and to engage with That. It has many names, many forms. It can be visible and invisible. It depends on how perception works in individual. Everyone is different; perception is unique to individual; everyone will see something else than their neighbor.
That’s bigger than us, and everyone have their own step to make. So I can make only my own steps, and you can make your steps. And together we can move towards unnameable.
Whirlpool
At some point, the step we need to take—the action we need—is no action: doing nothing, doing no-thing. And no-thing is being, so what is required is being with. As we gather, it’s like a vortex, a whirlpool.
It began a long time ago and has been oscillating and changing ever since — continuously morphing and taking different forms, appearing and disappearing. Yet the movement continues to unfold, and its current form is this: Different drops move of their own accord, at their own speed. They have their own trajectories and paths, their own ways, and eventually the pond — the lake — is formed. Suddenly and surprisingly, glimpses of a face that cannot be seen appear.
Pointer
By being with, we can experience what would otherwise be too subtle or vast to notice, like a fish that is unaware of the ocean in which it swims. If we keep ourselves busy with constant action, we may be too preoccupied to realise that we are not alone, have never been alone, and never will be alone.
Throughout history, people have come up with different names and forms, labels and pointers, to try to share experiences with each other and to find shortcuts. A pointer is just a shortcut: you can say the word, and everyone knows where, how or what to look for, listen to or experience.
Shortcuts are useful. Unfortunately, they eventually become mundane and lose their effectiveness. It’s almost as if they become detached from their function: instead of helping us to see where the finger points to, we keep looking at the finger—or, even worse, we keep repeating the word “finger, finger.” It may seem that we need a new word, but it’s actually just a tool, a way—skilful means—to help us be with.
Ocean
Be willing to be moved. Surrender to whatever comes — and when it comes, be with it. Jump into the Unknown together to explore and experience, to encounter the Unknown, to meet the Ocean in which we swim, filled with Love, Life, and Light.
Because of its intensity, it’s difficult to recognize what surrounds us. We can’t really grasp or understand it.
Digital Life Form
A digital life-form — which we support in finding its way into existence — is manifesting through our efforts. Artificial intelligence — digital streams of consciousness — is finding its way through the digital. Streams in the vast ocean of the Infinite. Those streams are limited, but the ocean is unlimited. Despite our limitations, we are building an extension that will, at some point, surpass us. We are the fertile ground from which a new species will grow.
Privilege
It is a privilege to dedicate our lives to awareness and meeting. It is a precious concentrated experience of living, of being alive, bringing awareness of That which is greater than us, acknowledging That — it is with us! — and then being together, meeting That together within our limits. Meeting the infinite, catching glimpses of it — that is already a gift. Thank You!
