Noticing the Song of Aliveness
Notando el Canto de la Vitalidad
A gentle invitation to notice what is already here — sensations, sounds, beauty, and aliveness — without trying to change any of it.
Noticing the Song of Aliveness
Notice the sensations.
What's happening?
What are the stories, thoughts,
the so-called inner journey?
What's moving?
What's happening?
Resistance
There's resistance.
It'll likely be there.
A friction with the moment, with what's happening.
A sense of trying to manipulate experience, rubbing
onto sensations and thoughts, pushing.
All in service of maintaining
a center,
asserting
a position.
All that is needed is to notice,
notice
the pushing,
the resisting.
No need to stop anything.
Notice and sit with the noticing.
Finding beauty in direct perception
Find something in your experience playfully.
Look for something that has
a sense of beauty.
It could be a sound or a
sensation in your fingertips,
something simple that possibly
invokes a love
for this mystery of life.
Keep it really simple,
not a thought, not a memory,
not a dream,
something in your direct perception.
Sounds, what you see if your eyes are open.
Sensations, smells.
Not through effort,
just playfully, lightly.
Stay with it. Explore it.
A sound of a bird, maybe.
Notice how even
something that's not conventionally beautiful still
has that.
A reminder of aliveness.
Maybe a stiffness in the back can
go from an annoyance to a moving
sensation.
One song
Aliveness,
singing one song in
sensations and sounds,
images.
Notice this constant movement,
a stream of one
field of perceptions,
all senses in one.
A song of beauty and manifestation.
Notice how crisp it can be, luminous
and intimate.
Sound of a garbage truck fills the space,
its aliveness.
If thoughts or emotions are moving through that seem unwanted or
disliked,
just notice they are part
of the same thing.
It's just the field of
movement,
a reflection of aliveness.
Go back to sensations,
perceptions,
playfully and gently.
Is there a subject?
Where there is a sense of a subject,
an I here,
be curious.
Notice if it might be empty,
completely empty.
Is there even an I or a subject?
Or is it just thoughts,
sensations,
perception?
There's a looking, knowing,
and experiencing.
But is there a looker, a knower, or an experiencer?
It is sensations,
senses,
sights, sounds,
touch.
There's some undeniable experiencing,
a certainty of experiencing.
Always right now,
looking
and seeing.