What if life were not some enigmatic thing, existing apart from us? Suppose life is not some riddle or puzzle we are suppose to decipher or figure out. Perhaps life is the purpose... What if living is the point?
What if nothing is wrong? What if nothing is the matter? These are questions we never ask because, we immediately assume there is some pressing matter, and stubbornly charge forward in pursuit of a solution!
I am sure many of you are thinking right now, “Well of course there are problems- life isn’t perfect!” But is there?
We are all the time trying to create paradise or get back into the garden, but what if we never left. The garden, when relieved of all its symbolic duties, is simply life. Not life the noun, but more like the verb; that is to say living. Life is a process, and we are a dimension. Life being a process, and we being a dimension of this process, it should follow that we too are a process or a verb, and not a noun.
So the point is to flow. Well, to realize that we are flowing... In order to go with the flow we must remain empty or free. In doing so we manifest sanity or reflect truth, and some would say that reflecting truth to such a degree that you and truth are of one substance is the fullest expression of being human!
Try this; the next time you say there is a problem, instead of trying to figure out a solution, question the problem itself. Is this problem real? At first it may seem that your world has been turned upside down, but if you inquire (instead of running after yet another solution) you may find that there is no problem whatsoever, just a new right side up!
