I get a lot of “Thank you!” emails, but these are standouts in any crowd, so I’m sharing them with you. ♥f
I know you receive lots of emails. I hope this is not one too many. :o) Having said that, I hope you’ll understand that these words just needed to be said.
I just wanted to thank you from the depths of my heart for you and your teachings. As I have mentioned, I have been around non-duality in one form or another for almost 30 years, similar to most of your clients/students.
I have been on countless retreats and talks. Been to India 3 times (yup, been there, done that. :o) Spent much time with several different traditions. Was fortunate enough to spend one-on-one time with some amazing teachers over the years (Eckhart, Adyashanti and others).
But none of them offered as direct a teaching of the nondual truth as you, Fred. My heart is bursting with gratitude for you and your teaching.
My wife, Kim, asked me right after this morning’s session how it was. I looked at her and burst into tears of gratitude – much like the lovely woman you had recently shown in one of your short videos. I couldn’t stop – not that I wanted to. :o)
I had errands to run today, and as I went about my business, I was spontaneously overwhelmed with waves of gratitude several times. For you, certainly, but often it’s been simply pure gratitude. Not of something in particular, just a welling up of immense gratitude. It kind of feels like a release of some sort.
I don’t quite know how to explain this, but it’s like there’s also a deep, sweet, and simple innocence to all this as well.
The weight of the (non-existent) egoic mind being suddenly and spontaneously lifted (not completely gone, but certainly diminished). Oh, my god, Fred, it’s like the most beautiful gift that Life gives to Itself – the simple recognition of Itself everywhere, and as everything. Gratitude is welling up again now as I write these words.
One of the biggest surprises for me is how simple this actually is. We’ve all heard various awakened teachers say, “It’s the simplest thing there is.” Or, “It’s closer than the breath.” And that’s always made sense intellectually. But now I truly see why!
There is no one to “wake up.” There’s only Awakeness or Oneness waking up to Itself as everything (and No-thing). As This. Words fall short. The only two words that seem to have any substance at all right now are, Thank You!
Much gratitude to you, Fred. See you tomorrow.
“I look crazy but I’m not. And the funny thing is that other people don’t look crazy but they are.”
This guy was a long-time seeker, and the shift happened with one of your videos. I realized this is not my hand; there is no evidence it is existing just because i can feel the touch. Liberating “feeling.” Then in the practice i opened my eyes and saw the space or oneness and my room in it.
After lots of laughter and quiet wandering, i went for a walk to get a coffee ( i found an open place!). It was like i am walking in the effortless life. I saw this oneness everywhere with a million leaves, bricks, ants and things in it. When i was stirring my coffee, i see my hand and it was a hand in the space moving and i had nothing to do with it.
This emptiness or whatever nameless fabric we call life contains all we know or not know. It is evident there is nothing to do with my ego or self since they are not existing or there is a place where all my accumulated thoughts are sitting in the emptiness. I feel and know there is nothing to add to this and it is timeless. It’s new to “me” relatively, but no uncertainty about it.
All that you and other “teachers” are saying is the same and i can see it now. Sorry there is no other way to explain it, or is there? English is my second language. I might have some questions. My ego or self comes to the “front” and acts as it always did (at work, interactions with people, etc.). Then the emptiness goes to the background or I’m just not noticing it in the now.
I know i cannot be better in it; perhaps i can just manage to stay there consciously and aware even when my self is active. I have practiced martial arts for many years. I cannot practice now due to the virus, but the understanding of it has already changed a lot; I can’t wait to see it in practice. Maybe this is a bit long, but the experience is timeless and, in my case, overwhelming. I had a very bad night; can’t really sleep, but i was too tired to be there or here.
So life goes on. Cannot wake up more, but being awake is something completely different…
The other you,
I am compelled to write you. I have been searching for all of my adult life, and in more retrospect, ever since I have been aware as a child (I am a 60-year-old unit – lol). I have always felt I was different and have experienced an extreme life & tragedy in many areas. I have read and studied Joel Goldsmith, Eckhart Tolle, Adyashanti, Rupert Spira, Jean Klein. The list goes on and on.
This past weekend I listened to your audio book Awaken Now. Half way through it, I realized that I was already awake and my search was over!! I actually cried several times with the clarity and resonance of your message. It was like everything came together and in focus. It was the most amazing realization that I have ever had. The next day I was filled with conditioned confusion and frustration, which passed fairly quickly. I just finished listening to The Book of Undoing and I feel like I am home for the first time.
I realize that I have more work to do to keep clear, but I know now where not to look!! Your teaching and presentation is like no other. I am so thankful and grateful to you.
I look forward to booking an ‘Awakening Series’ with you.
Here’s another poem, rough draft, that perhaps will have a ‘listening’ from you…so much of the theme is resultant from your teaching (e.g., the limitations of our human brain, the impossibility of a unit “knowing,” etc.). Rubbing against the “membrane” of the nondual, the void and the void beyond the void, etc. Funny how it can inspire awe and joy and love somehow. Thanks and blessings to you and Betsy. I had an awakening session from you many months ago and it set in motion a significant shift. The ceiling fan is still spinning but slowing down enough to see into the marvelous inexpressible realm that we all are born from, eh? Paul Hedderman calls these glimpses “free samples” – hence the title.
We’re All God Pretending to Be People
This morning in sweet, early sunlight, as one step followed another across the forest floor:
“I am not the lofty, smokeless, flameless effulgence of infinity—
my little brain—no! I am a young boy, still, perhaps 8 or 9,
complacent, happy (unconsciously), rather weightless.”
Within that thin shell of gray matter that thinks, is that
vast spaghetti of white circuits that control the tiny metabolism of every breathing cell
and recapitulates the ancient ontogeny of our juicy existence.
(That ephemeral shell of concepts has fashioned for itself an aging citizen
with weighty responsibilities and solemn concerns).
“Yes, under all these concepts and ersatz sophistication, I am in essence that boy:
Immaculately and perfectly free.”
Glory to the gods for this glimpse of the flaming ordinary!
Every rock, pine needle and gnat singing a self-assured and meaningless hallelujah.
This. Just this. Plenty enough.
Indeed we are the stuff that dreams are made of and
no one (no one!) knows where this came from
or where it’s going, or why our little lives, indeed, are rounded with a sleep.
A little terrifying perhaps,
and also stunningly beautiful.