Beyond the senses

For the free wind to blow
We need unlearn

For the true love to grow
We need remember

We need to remember ourselves, our own true nature, remember eachother, connect from there
True and lovingly

This world which we inhabit, have its ways, its way to cover, and to distract, its way to make us believe that what we senses is also what is real...
The senses are what defines our presence in this physical reality, help us communicate and interact, moving around in this world... but at the same time, they are also what makes us forget ourselves, what keeps us distracted

How can we go beyond the senses...
Well, could be like this...

Relax
Breathe calmly
Follow your breathe in through your body
How it moves the inner parts of your body
Nose, neck, lungs, chest, diaphragm, stomach
Let the air flow
Feel the flow
Become that dancing rhythm
The dancing of the breathe and heart
Like the breathe inside the breathe
The pulse inside the pulse
So soft
So deep
You are relaxed now
Inwards gazing
Resting in your heart
Enjoy that for a while
Just being in the heart
Being
...
Ok for the senses
First create heart-mind
From the heart you see the mind
You see through all of the confusion
All of the thoughts being processed all the time
You observe from heart without becoming it
Like a dancer
Dancer of love
You see the flow of thoughts
Goes deeper
Connect with the minds eye
Like a precious crystal in your mind
Heart and mind unites
Blends, synthesize
Heart-mind
You see the senses
The are like millions of strings entering the mind
Creating a sphere in your mind
It is also mirrored within your solar plexus
Creating the mishmash of presumptions
The ego
Not unlike a ball of yarn
You are the dance
You flow with it
Not becoming it
The inner smile in your heart touches it gently
You feel the flame within the heart
That eternal flame of love
Which always gives you strength
Which pushes you on and on
Deeper and deeper
You flow again
Dancing to the sphere
You see how you identify with that sphere
Like as if it was reality
Dancing, flowing you realize that it is but a perception
Your conclusions, others thoughts, (self) judgments, impressions
You see it clearly now
How small it is
You find the gateway in the sphere
In through the web
The inner smile, the fire in your heart pushes you
You feel the pain of going through the sphere
The pain of seeing clearly
Many images come flowing through you
They have limited you
Programmed you
Kept you controlled
You dance with them
Let them go
Fading away like echoes
The fire in your heart burning them to dust
You let go
You let go
...
Like an explosion
Of truth
You enter into the sphere
Seeing how reality dawns
Everything is different
You can explore from here
Everything
Here you can remember yourself
Your true nature
Touching deep into that
Here you can connect with others
Reel and deep
No games
No nonsense
Just real
Love
Here you can see it through
Here you are you
...
Your feel that inner flame within the heart
Become that flame
Emenating from every cell
Every DNA
Burning all away which do not serve your truth
Burn away all those strings restraining you
You become you
You free yourself
...
Dances with joy
You are love
You are loved
Always
Free and loved
Joy will be

Thankyou

reply to post by laffoe


That was beautiful..

This world which we inhabit, have its ways, its way to cover, and to distract, its way to make us believe that what we senses is also what is real... The senses are what defines our presence in this physical reality, help us communicate and interact, moving around in this world... but at the same time, they are also what makes us forget ourselves, what keeps us distracted

^^ My favorite part ^^

You would be successful at leading a yoga/meditation class.
S&F

reply to post by Katharos62191


Thankyou for your kind words and loving presence
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Love and respect

Wouldn't disconnecting from our senses be forgetting ourselves? What do we truly remember but what we've sensually experienced? The senses are in the habit of remembering, that's what they do, that is their function.

To disconnect from the senses—or rather forget the senses—would be to forget oneself and one's entire life's experience and memory.

To go beyond the senses is to forget oneself. We do it every night when we fall asleep.

Like a kitten, I see the sphere and strings, play time! Mock pouncing, rolling, tumbling I follow the strings, and play. Scattering bits of string everywhere, loose loops, tangled knots, what a mess. I sit inside the sphere and look at it all, then I curl up and go to sleep purring.