8:09 7.5.15

The key is the frequency I’m working at.
Lower the frequency to bring out a longer wave of consciousness.
A magical falling in love with life, combined with mindfulness
– a sort-of-mythologisation of here-and-now, focused on opening, not closing, of all the senses.
Dynamic changes embraced with loving affirmation.
Mindfulness instead of mindlessness.
A marvel in every detail, because of perception beyond patterns.
Fears do not exist, as they are a trembling of a fiction – of a personality built on habits and appearances.
That which exists abundantly in the field of view is slow. Even chaos is infinitely slow.
The belief that one can be late for anything is an illusion.
One is always just in time for the foremost feast. It is right here.
A characteristic, warm and outward – and at the same time enfolding – care, tenderness, delicacy.
A softness of movement, a step beyond the nonsense of division into the active and the passive.
A dance that is a sensitive contemplation and a creative affirmation.
They do not preclude appropriate actions, filtering out noise and cracks; yet actions that are loving rejections – not reactions.
Remaining in reaction is a trait of a superficial personality, this armour of distrustful disbelief in the possibility of synchronisation in slow being.
Outside the window, where the trees and sun illuminate the lawn in their shadowplay, a duck is strolling;
a small rabbit is hopping in the bushes, other ducks are flying over the lake;
one can hear their cries, and tweets and trills of small birds in the tree branches.
Ever slower, ever more beautiful, ever more towards oneself in the foundation.


7.V.15 (two years after near-death carbon monoxide poisoning), Perimeter Institute, Waterloo
(translated from Polish by Michał Kotowski)