What’s being communicated here is very ordinary. Very normal. There is nothing special or spiritual about it. This has nothing to with cleansing your chakras, healing your traumas, or becoming a happier “me”. This has nothing to do with anything, actually. You could say this is about nothing. But even that would be saying too much.​So what is pointed to here is that this appearance, which we often refer to as “life”, is all there is. What appears to be happening is everything. Nothing being everything. There is nothing else. Nothing more to learn, attain, get, realise, experience, understand, know. All there is, is what appears to be happening. And that cannot be confirmed either way. There is no outside “life” that is happening to an inside observer. This is part of the dream. The illusion that I am in here, separate from what is going on on the outside. Which immediately creates a need. A need to control, to know, to be in charge of.

 

So “life”, if you want to call it that, is completely unknown. Completely unknowable. It does not know that it is itself. It is just perfectly itself. Whole and complete. And does not have any need, purpose or meaning. It’s unconditional love. It’s freedom. For no-one, of course. Because there are no individuals in the first place.​ So there really is no message. These meetings are about nothing. And not a concept of nothing. Not a thing called “nothing”. No, really. They aren’t about anything. And that cannot be understood. The mind cannot grasp nothing. Because the mind is nothing. These meetings don’t have an agenda and are completely and utterly pointless. They will not give you anything or get you anywhere.​ So you could say these meetings arise out of an illusory need of the illusory person. An illusory need for answers…to questions that don’t exist. There are no questions. What is is already boundlessly whole and complete, exactly as it is. With no need to change or go anywhere. No need for any direction to go in.​

 

The individual is the dream. The dream that never happens. So there actually isn’t a dream. Really. There is no-one. Ever. There isn’t someone who falls away, or is seen through, because there isn’t anyone in the first place. That’s the funny thing. No-one falls away. Because there is no-one to begin with. The “me” will turn this into being about recognising there is no-one. About realising that ‘I am not really here’. No. This is impossible. It’s already like this. There’s already no-one. The dream is that there is someone. That there is presence. So nothing has to fall away. Again, that’s the dream. How would it be possible for something to fall away that isn’t even there in the first place?!​ What is, is boundless, unconditional love – for no-one. It’s free, perfect, whole, pure, complete, exactly as it is. And for no reason or cause.