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Observing

Writer: YHTYHT

Who looks outside dreams.


Who looks inside awakes.


(Carl Jung)





Observing with detachment and without judgement how everything unfolds in perfection.


Observing my own self, I observe the observer.


Observing the observer, I observe his feelings, emotions, beliefs, stories and dramas unfolding.



While observing my own self, I am in the here and now.


Observing in the here and now, I am detached, I do not absorb.



If I cease to observe in the here and now, I am attached to the observer, of what was or what might be.


Absorbing, I become the feelings, emotions, beliefs, stories and dramas of the observer.


I make them real, I become the observer I was observing.


They are not me.


They are my creation.


They are a story, my story.


They are not me.



Observing them, I detach from my own story and its drama.


They are not me, neither I am they.



Detached, observing without judgement, I find my own self.


I am that I am.


I cease to be what I believe I was and become what I am.


I am love.


I am light.



Observing, I see myself, from within.


Observing, I see without seeing.


Observing, I hear without hearing.


Observing, I am observing the observer.



Observe do not absorb.


Observe the drama unfold.


Be here and now.



I believe so, and so it is/

Yo lo Creo


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