Thanks Gerald, I’m not sure if this was meant personal or for posting on Moorelife, but it served both purposes….
What would motivate you if you saw everything as the dream of your own highest Self?
What would actually move you in this playful dream world?
Everything in the dream is basically fun, at some deep level, except for this: when you see your friends suffering because they think the dream is real, you want to relieve their suffering, you want them to wake up, too.
Watching them suffer is not fun.And so a deep and powerful compassion arises in the heart of the awakened ones, and they seek, above all else, to awaken others – and thus relieve them from the sorrow and the pity, the torment and the pain, the terror and the anguish that come from taking with dreadful seriousness the silly dream of life.
So you are a divine schizophrenic, you are “split-minded” in the sense that you are simultaneously in touch with the pure Witness and the world of ego-film. But that really means you are actually “whole-minded,” because these two worlds are really not two.
The ego is just the dream of the Witness, the film that the Witness creates out of its own infinite plentitude, simply so it will have something to watch at the movies.
At that point, the entire play arises within you own constant consciousness. There is no inside and no outside, no in here versus out there. The nondual universe of One Taste arises as a spontaneous gesture of your own true nature.
You can taste the sun and swallow the moon, and centuries fit in the palm of your hand. The pure I-I, the great I AMness, breathes to infinity and creates Kosmos as the Song of its very Self, and oceans of compassion fall as tears from your very own Original Face.
Last night I saw the reflection of the moon in a cool clear crystal pond, and nothing else happened at all.