Faith in the spontaneous presence.
Welcome here, your "here", as this instant where you are is the unique time.
It is the instant of Life.
This "here" is not complicated...
It is "what remains", the unmoving, the absolute, free of any elaboration, of any judgment.
We are there before all and also after all. So there is no reason to follow the doubts and the speculations of the mind. There is nothing special to do for that, as we "are" before "doing". There is nothing special to do to keep it or maintain it, as we "are" unconditionally, independently of any "doing".

The role seeks the actor. This makes things impossible, because as long as the role wants to understand the actor, the actor is jeered at. We seek ourselves in an expression of ourselves, but not in ourselves. Thus, all our research is false since it comes from a game empty in itself. From the point of view of the actor, nothing is to be found, since nothing was ever lost. It is only the “actor” who can understand that!

Is there a truth or not? If there is one, then why do we reduce it to concepts and defer it? Why do we think that it will be true, that it will be possible later, when such or such condition is met? We say that there is a truth, but at the same time we do nothing but speak about it. If the truth exists, it is here, it is true and there is no point of deferring it. If the truth does not exist, there is nothing to speak about it and we can move on to “something else”.

We speak about the truth, but we do not live it. We do not buy it, we do not assume it. In fact, for us, it is only an idea or the memory of an experience, just like all the other ones we had. The truth cannot be progressive or optional. But we want it sometimes to exist, and sometimes not. We want to be able to light it or turn it off it as if it was a lamp. It is only in our mind that it can come and go. It is only a belief, a manipulation of the mind.

We adhere only to the mind and to words, not to the truth. We want to keep our capacity of labeling because that gives us the impression that we are exerting a control. But that only confines us in our intellect. We think that we are not ready, that we are blocked because of such or such problem… What do we call “truth”? Can we experiment the truth? To speak about the truth belongs to the truth, but does not allow us to live it. Why should what is true become true? To hope one day we will be true is only a phantasm. It is only a theory, a belief of the mind. We think we are separate from the truth, because we see it as a ‘thing’, because we imagine ourselves apart from it and thus that it can get away or closer to us. The truth is like the sky. Everywhere, there is space. Ready or not ready, blocked or not, we can’t escape from the truth.

It is only in our mind that we are not awakened. If we think we are our mind, then we become all that it believes: awakened/in the illusion, winner/loser, etc… Are we this changing mind? If we are it, who is ‘the one’ that is sometimes one, sometimes the other?