Seeming Reality vs. Whatโs Real
Just because it seems real doesnโt mean itโs Real.
Weโre wired to believe what we see. Heat waves shimmer in the desert, and our mind says: water. Even if we know itโs a mirage, the body still reacts. We feel hope. Relief. Thirst. Thatโs the power of seeming reality.
But thereโs a difference between what seems real and what is. In nondual teachings, what is ultimately Real isnโt what appears, but what never changes (cf. Nonโduality and mental health). The appearances come and go. Awareness abides.
The Cliff and the Pause
Imagine this story: a man is hanging from a branch off the edge of a cliff. Below him is open space. Above, he canโt climb back. His past is gone. His future is unknown. Heโs suspended in uncertainty.
Now, hereโs the thing: the moment he stops trying to solve the situationโstops reaching, calculating, clingingโsomething opens. Heโs no longer a man in trouble. Heโs awareness in midair. Unattached. Present. Living in the falling.
Living Without Gripping
Thatโs the kind of living weโre pointing to. Not checked out. Not indifferent. But open. Curious. Can I be open to possibilities as they float into experience?
The mirage captures this beautifully. You know itโs not waterโand still, you see it. Still, the body leans forward. Still, thereโs yearning. The illusion persists even in the presence of knowledge.
But we donโt have to drink from the mirage. We just have to stop building our sense of self around it.
Falling Into Awareness
We donโt need to land. We just need to fallโwith eyes wide open.
And when we fall fully, we realize weโre not falling through lifeโweโre falling into awareness.
Postscript: Two Endings
The cliffhanger story has, at least, two continuations.
In one, the man cries out, โIs there anyone up there to help?โ A voice answers, โYes, I can help.โ
โWho are you?โ
โIโm God.โ
โOhโgood. What should I do?โ
โLet go!โ
โHmmโฆ Is there anyone else?โ
The other comes from my daughter Ariel, wherein the man, while hanging, notices a single bright red strawberry growing from the cliffside. With his last bit of strength, he reaches for itโlets goโand takes a bite. Itโs the best strawberry heโs ever tasted.
Your Version?
Have your own version? Iโd love to hear it in the comments.
You might also enjoy reading Life Is Butter Dream, which explores a similar theme of awareness, illusion, and letting go.
~ Jordan Shafer/nmm