The matrix of form from Steven Kaufman's blog

The changing

is just the Unchanging

flowing through Itself.

 

The changing

is just the Unchanging

moving in relation to Itself.

 

The changing

is just the appearance

of the Unchanging

as it flows through Itself.

 

The changing

is just the appearance

of the Unchanging

as it moves in relation to Itself.

 

The Universe

is just the Unchanging

flowing through an opening

that has arisen within Itself.

 

And within the Universe,

within the Unchanging

that appears as the changing,

other openings arise

through which the Unchanging flows.

 

Openings within openings,

flows within flows.

 

What we call Stars

are themselves openings

through which

the Unchanging flows.

 

And everything we call life

is itself an opening

through which

the Unchanging flows.

 

This is why Tolle says

you do not have a life

but that you are Life.

 

Because what you are

is not the form that arises,

not the pattern of flow,

not that which changes,

as these are only appearances

that arise on the surface

of That which flows,

of That which is Life.

 

And what you are

is That which flows,

That which is Life,

That which is Unchanging,

flowing through an opening

that has arisen within Itself.

 

And so the unchanging Beingness

that flows forth as the Universe

and then flows forth

as the light of the Stars

is not separable from

nor other than

the unchanging Beingness

that flows through the body

and so animates the body

thereby giving it

what we call life.

 

And that unchanging Beingness

which flows forth as the Universe

and as the light of the Stars

and which animates the body,

is not separable from

nor other than

the Formlessness by which

the Universe, the Stars, and the body,

are all known as form.

 

And so what it is

that is actually there

most directly

where you are

is not separable from

nor other than

what it is

that is actually there

most directly

where everything else is.

 

Because what is actually there

most directly where you are

and what is actually there

most directly where everything else is

are not the forms

that appear to be

what is actually there,

but is the formless Consciousness

by which all those forms are known

and within which all those forms appear.

 

And so the difference between

what is there

where you are

and what is there

where everything else is

is only an appearance,

only a reflection

that arises on the surface

of the unchanging,

singular,

and formless Beingness

that is actually there

where all form,

including your idea of yourself,

only appears to be.

 

The Changeless appearing

as that which changes.

The Formless appearing

as form.

The One appearing

as the many.

 

Lost in the appearance,

identified with the appearance,

the underlying Actuality vanishes

while always still there

as That which is aware

of all appearances,

leaving only the appearances

to be known as real,

and leaving what is actually there

completely unaware

completely unconscious

of Itself

and so completely unknown

to Itself.

 

In this way the Changeless,

while flowing through the opening

that is the human Form,

becomes lost

in a matrix of form.

 

And so humanity seems trapped

within that matrix,

within the matrix of form.

 

But beyond that matrix

is not some hidden hellscape,

but is the paradise lost

of our own formless Being.

 

It is the matrix of form

in which we are lost,

in which we have trapped ourselves,

that is the hellscape,

the arena of suffering,

we wish to escape.

 

But escape does not come

through our reactive efforts

to eliminate this form

or acquire that form.

 

Such efforts only cause

the underlying Actuality

to remain hidden,

thereby causing

the matrix of form

to continue to appear

as either the ultimate reality

or as the only reality.

 

And so escape does not come

through any conflict

with what is,

regardless of its appearance,

because conflict with what is

is actually,

beyond the matrix of form,

beyond the level of appearance,

the conflict with our hidden Self

that produces both the illusion

and the suffering

we are trying to escape.

 

Escape comes

once one realizes

there is actually no spoon,

but only the appearance of a spoon,

thereby allowing the Formlessness

which underlies all appearances,

and by which all appearances are known,

to reappear,

as a pool of water,

hidden in plain sight by a reflection

that appears on its surface,

reappears,

once that reflection

is no longer mistaken

for what is actually there.

 

Escape comes

once we see past the appearance,

once we see past the illusion,

that made poking ourselves in the eye

with a pointed stick

seem like a good idea.

 

Escape comes

once we cease to be in conflict

with what is,

regardless of its appearance.

 

Escape comes

once we cease to be in conflict

with what is ultimately,

beyond the matrix of form,

beyond the level of appearance,

our Self.

 

To be born human

is to take the blue pill

of form-identification

that causes one's true Self

to become hidden

behind the matrix of form.

 

But to be born human

is also to be offered

the red pill of Awakening.

 

But the choice

between red pill and blue pill,

between Awakening and remaining asleep

within the matrix of form,

is not made just once

but is being made continuously

in each moment,

Now,

according to our non-reaction or reaction

to the forms that are arising

within our Consciousness

Now.

 

And so the Unchanging,

as it flows forth into the Universe

through the human Form,

offers Itself the choice

in each moment,

Now,

to either Awaken

or remain asleep

to its true and essential nature.

 

Understanding that,

the only question

that remains truly important

is not which pill

I chose to take

in some past moment,

which past moment

is only an appearance

within the matrix of form,

nor which pill

I will choose to take

in some future moment,

which future moment

is also only an appearance

within the matrix of form.

 

The only question

that remains truly important

is which pill

am I choosing to take

Now,

in this moment,

because this moment

is the only moment

there ever actually is,

and so is the only moment

that lies forever beyond

and forever untouched by

the web of appearances

that is the matrix of form.

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