“… Nothing is separate, nothing is alone. I am all that I see. All that I smell, taste, touch, feel, think and know. …” ~ Adyashanti
Adyashanti wrote this poem, the day of, shortly after his “awakening” …
Today I awoke, finally I see
the Self has re-turned to the Self.
The Self is none other than the Self.
I am deathless. I am endless. I am free.
The birds outside sing…
The birds outside sing and there am I.
The seeing of leaves on the trees,
that seeing am I.
The body breathes, breathing am I.
I am awake and I know that I am awake.
Seen from the old eyes, everything
is asleep, a game, a delusion.
But now I am awake. I am the play.
I am the game. I am the delusion.
I am the enlightenment I sought,
looking everywhere.
Nothing is separate, nothing is alone.
I am all that I see. All that I
smell, taste, touch, feel, think and know.
I am awake and this awakeness is the
same as Shakyamuni Buddha’s.
Today the leaf has returned to the root.
I am all name and form and
beyond all name and form.
I am Spirit, no longer trapped in a body.
I am free. I am free because I am awake.
So ordinary. Who would have thought ?
Who could have guessed?
I am home. I am really home.
Ten thousand life times.
Ten thousand life times but today I am home.
Ten thousand life times but today I am home.
This is not an experience. This is me.
I am awake. Finally, I am awake.
Nothing has changed, but I am awake.
Before I tasted the root many times
and felt, how delicious.
Today I became the root.
How ordinary.
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