When mind generated hopes, dreams, beliefs and fears are gone, what's left?
If we shift attention from the mind's interpretations of life, and just be gently and silently attentive and present, there is, right here, a beautifully ineffable IS-ness. What is Life void of the minds filters? How deep and wide does this indescribable, yet oh so intimate and warmly inviting sense go?
Now that we are no longer hobbled and bound by beliefs, what is it about life that is not a belief, but rather true and real? Who am I, when all beliefs concerning a "me" and the universe separate, are gone? What am I -- really, right here, right now?
Now that the "hope" of paradise is gone----perhaps we can investigate into reality. Why continue to place the highest significance outside of self and into some other person, place or thing? Perhaps our source has already gifted us with far, far more than we now know.
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