Tag: spiritual insight

When Simplicity Refuses to Stay Simple

Nonduality appears disarmingly straightforward. Nothing is separate. Reality is one. No division truly exists. The mind nods in agreement, almost bored by how obvious it sounds. That very ease, however, conceals a depth that resists containment. What seems immediately graspable slips away the moment it is examined.

Simplicity unsettles the intellect. Complexity gives the mind something to work with; layers, distinctions, problems to solve. Nonduality offers no such footholds. It removes the scaffolding the mind depends on while leaving awareness intact. The result feels paradoxical: clarity without structure, certainty without conclusion.

The mind instinctively tries to stabilize the insight by forming opposites. Simple versus complex. Absolute versus relative. Unity versus multiplicity. These contrasts feel necessary, even helpful. They provide orientation. Yet nonduality does not deny distinctions; it denies their independence. Distinctions function, but they do not stand alone.

Remove the boundary between simplicity and complexity, and both are revealed as conceptual movements rather than opposing truths. Simplicity contains complexity without effort. Complexity resolves into simplicity without loss. Nothing needs to be excluded for wholeness to be present.

This is where theory reaches its limit. Conceptual understanding can describe the inclusion of all distinctions, but description is not realization. Comprehension at this level is accurate yet incomplete. The mind can map the territory without stepping into it.

Nonduality understood as an idea remains elegant and coherent. Nonduality recognized as reality dissolves the need for coherence altogether. The question of complexity no longer arises, because nothing stands outside what is already complete.

Thought can approach this recognition, but it cannot cross the threshold. The final movement is not analytical but surrendering the need to resolve the paradox. What remains is neither simple nor complex, neither one nor many. What remains is what was never absent…Yet, it is.

Morgan O. Smith

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After Enlightenment

“As they say, before enlightenment, chop wood carry water; after enlightenment, chop wood carry water.”
This phrase is often repeated as reassurance that awakening does not remove one from ordinary life. Yet when examined carefully, it exposes a deeper paradox that cannot be resolved by sentiment alone.

Wood is Maya.
Water is Maya.
The body that lifts the axe is Maya.
The action of chopping is Maya.
The sense of a doer performing the act is Maya.

Nothing in the scene escapes appearance.

If awakening reveals that all phenomena are expressions of Maya, then what is being chopped? What is being carried? One cannot act upon illusion from outside illusion. Maya does not stand opposed to some other realm where truth resides. There is no second substance available to intervene.

This is where the saying begins to point beyond itself.

Before awakening, chopping wood feels purposeful. A future outcome motivates the action. Hunger will arise later. Cold must be prevented. Life appears as a sequence of needs demanding management. The world seems solid, personal, and unfinished. Actions feel necessary because something is believed to be lacking.

After awakening, the appearance of chopping may continue, but necessity dissolves. Nothing is required for completeness. No future state needs securing. The movement of the body happens without reference to deficiency or gain. Action no longer attempts to fix reality.

Wood is chopped, not because it must be, but because chopping happens.

This distinction is subtle and easily missed. Enlightenment does not negate Maya. It reveals its status. Appearance continues without being mistaken for truth. Function remains without belief in ultimate significance. Life moves, but no longer claims ownership of movement.

Chopping and carrying are no longer means to an end. They are expressions without agenda.

The phrase does not suggest sameness of experience across awakening. It points to sameness of appearance with a radically different orientation. The world looks the same, yet its weight has vanished. Consequence still operates, but urgency evaporates. Responsibility remains, but without the burden of identity.

Nothing is being done for reality after awakening.
Reality is not managed, improved, or corrected.

Action occurs because appearance unfolds.
Movement moves because movement is present.
Maya dances without needing justification.

After enlightenment, chopping wood carries no metaphysical significance. Carrying water does not symbolize humility or virtue. These interpretations belong to the mind seeking meaning where none is required.

What remains is effortless participation without belief in a participant.

No one chops Maya.
No one carries Maya.
Maya appears as chopping and carrying, empty of centre, complete as it is.

That is what the saying gestures toward when read beyond comfort.
Nothing special happens after enlightenment—except that nothing is believed to be happening to someone anymore.

Morgan O. Smith

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The Greatest Expression

You’re Already Expressing the Greatest Expression and Don’t Even Know It

Nothing needs to be added to you. Nothing is missing. The most extraordinary expression possible is already happening, quietly, without effort, before any attempt to improve it.

Existence does not wait for permission to appear. It does not consult identity, achievement, or spiritual progress. It expresses itself as breath, sensation, perception, memory, confusion, clarity, longing, boredom, and awe, all without ever stepping outside itself. What you call you is one of its gestures, not its source.

Search often begins with the assumption that something essential has not yet arrived. That assumption creates movement, effort, discipline, and endless refinement. Yet the impulse to seek arises from the same field that is supposedly being sought. Awareness looks for awareness. Being attempts to arrive at being. The loop sustains itself through misunderstanding.

Existence is not something you perform well or poorly. It is not a role to master or a state to stabilize. It is already complete before thought comments on it. Every attempt to improve it belongs to the play of expression, not to a lack that needs correcting.

Notice how little effort is required to exist. Heartbeat continues without consultation. Sensations arise without rehearsal. Thoughts appear without being summoned. Even the sense of being a separate doer arrives spontaneously. None of this requires your management.

What feels ordinary carries no deficiency. The mundane is not a lesser version of reality waiting to become sacred. Washing dishes, forgetting names, feeling tired, feeling inspired, each appears from the same depth. Existence does not divide itself into meaningful and meaningless moments.

Awakening is not an upgrade layered onto life. It is the recognition that life never needed upgrading. What falls away is not existence, but the belief that existence must become something else to be valid.

Trying to express your “highest self” quietly assumes you are not already doing so. That belief fractures what is whole. The greatest expression cannot be improved because it is not a product. It is the fact of appearing at all.

Nothing needs to stop. Nothing needs to be transcended. Even misunderstanding belongs. Even confusion is permitted. Even the desire to arrive somewhere else is part of what is already complete.

The miracle hides in plain sight because it has never announced itself. Existence does not sparkle to prove its worth. It simply continues, endlessly creative, endlessly sufficient, endlessly itself, appearing as you, without asking whether you recognize it.

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Beyond Karma, Beyond Time

The One Who Contains All Things

What you are has never been bound by the actions of the body or the movements of the mind. The deeper truth sits prior to every cause and every effect, untouched by the momentum of karma. What you truly are cannot be located within a timeline, cannot be measured against a sequence, and cannot be confined to any story of becoming. Yet everything that appears within the vastness of existence arises through you.

Karma unfolds because consciousness dreams motion. Space opens because consciousness dreams room for its own expression. Time stretches because consciousness dreams duration to witness itself. These movements are not separate from the one who perceives. They are waves forming and dissolving in the same stillness that has never moved.

When you see this directly, not as a philosophy or a concept, something slips free. The universe no longer appears as a project that began somewhere or will end somewhere. The sense of a starting point dissolves. Nothing was ever born at the level of your deepest nature, yet everything continues to bloom within you. This paradox is not a contradiction; it is the living truth of nonduality. You are simultaneously the presence that is and the silence that reveals is-not.

Karma belongs to the realm of appearance. Awakening reveals the one who sees every appearance without being shaped by any of them. The moment this becomes embodied, the cosmic play becomes transparent; not trivial, not meaningless, but known as an expression rising from the ground of your own boundlessness.

Most teachings attempt to describe this through metaphors, scriptures, or borrowed insights. But direct experience dissolves every teaching. The one who realizes does not repeat someone else’s words; they speak from a clarity that cannot be inherited. That clarity sees the world arise, dance, disappear, and return again, all within a presence that never fluctuates.

This is the mystery: you transcend the entire universe, and yet the entire universe is held within you. Existence and non-existence touch in the depths of your own awareness. That meeting point is not two. It has always been the same field, one continuous reality appearing as countless experiences.

When this truth ignites within someone, everything becomes part of the same divine unfolding;  even the desire to awaken, even the teachings themselves, even the act of seeking direct experience. The cosmic play includes the seeker, the found, the teaching, the silence, and the realization that none of these ever stood apart from the one who sees.

Morgan O. Smith

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Beyond Nonduality?

The Illusion of Going Further

Some spiritual teachers claim they have gone “beyond” nonduality, as if it were a stepping stone toward something greater. Yet the very notion of “beyond” creates an opposite, “before” or “within,” and the moment opposites arise, duality has returned.

Absolute monism allows for no such division. The singularity of reality does not exist as a point to be crossed or a boundary to be passed. It is not somewhere else, waiting on the other side of an imagined line. If you think you have travelled beyond it, you are still standing in the arena of conceptual thought, where the mind measures one thing against another.

In truth, the Absolute is not a destination, and it is not a stage in an unfolding ladder. It does not sit opposite to multiplicity; it holds multiplicity and its absence equally. It neither favours unity nor rejects separation. Both “beyond” and “before,” both “within” and “without,” dissolve in the same undivided field.

What remains is not something that can be claimed, owned, or transcended. It is self-evident Being, the source and container of every movement, stillness, and paradox. You cannot reach it, because you never left it.

Morgan O. Smith

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Non-Attachment

Admiring Her Beauty Without the Need to Possess It

She stood before you—radiant, complete, untouched by your desire. You saw her beauty not as something to claim but something to witness. No attempt to preserve it. No hunger to prolong the moment. Just presence.

This is the essence of non-attachment. The ability to recognize the luminous without needing to make it yours. To love deeply without ownership. To appreciate fully without clinging. To admire, and then walk away—not because you don’t care, but because you’ve seen clearly.

Desire often masquerades as appreciation. It sneaks in, subtle at first, until the gaze becomes gripping. The mind begins to script stories: how it could be, how it should be, how it must be. But true seeing requires no continuation. It is complete in its own silence.

Beauty invites reverence, not possession. When you see her—whatever or whatever she is—truly see her. Let that moment be enough. Let the gaze be unpolluted by longing. Let the love be real because it is free.

To walk away isn’t abandonment. It is freedom for both the viewer and the viewed. There is no trace left behind. No emotional residue. Just the echo of a sacred glimpse, unbroken by need.

And isn’t that the deepest form of intimacy? To allow something or someone to remain what they are, without the distortion of your grasp?

Non-attachment does not dim the light of love; it refines it. It teaches the heart how to hold everything while clinging to nothing. It teaches the soul how to dance with impermanence, and still call it sacred.

Sometimes the most awakened gesture isn’t to stay, or to reach, or to take—but simply to witness beauty… and bow.

Morgan O. Smith

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The Fiction of Randomness

If every effect has a cause, what room remains for the idea of “random”? Strip away the assumptions and peer into the structure of unfolding—what appears arbitrary may only be the limit of our perception, not the limit of reality.

What we call random is simply what we cannot trace. A roll of dice seems disorderly, but beneath it is a network of variables: velocity, angle, friction, momentum, density of the table, even micro-vibrations in the air. Were we to measure all these with precision, we would predict the outcome every time. The surprise we feel isn’t due to chaos, but to ignorance.

This is not about turning life into a mechanical calculation. Quite the opposite. It’s about bowing to a deeper intelligence that is so vast, so precise, it weaves galaxies from the quantum breath of atoms. When nothing is out of place, even disorder is part of a symmetry too subtle for the linear mind to grasp.

Events that seem unexplainable—miracles, tragedies, synchronicities—often get dumped into the “random” pile because they defy our narratives. Yet each thread is embedded in a continuum of unfolding, stretching far beyond memory, culture, or even lifetime.

To say life is random is to deny the sacred choreography of emergence. Every moment is connected, not as dominoes collapsing mindlessly, but as a living mandala of causes so intricately interlaced they cannot be undone or simplified.

When one begins to see this—really see it—the need to explain, justify, or control begins to fall away. What replaces it is not fatalism, but participation. There is no randomness, only the undetected curvature of deeper causality. And when that is recognized, trust becomes more than a spiritual concept. It becomes a way of being.

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Knowing vs. Believing

The Subtle Divide Between Truth and Interpretation

Knowing there’s a God is not a religious concept; believing in a God is.
One is a recognition—silent, direct, and intimate. The other is a construct—layered with doctrines, culture, and inherited symbols.

What is known requires no belief. It reveals itself without needing validation, much like light doesn’t require agreement to be seen. The moment belief arises, there is already a distance. A gap. A reaching toward what seems separate.

Belief is an echo of knowing, distorted by time, language, and fear.
It builds shrines to certainty where awe once stood unguarded. It memorizes truths that once moved freely through silence. And often, it turns the unknowable into a caricature—a God of preferences, sides, and punishments.

Knowing is not about having answers. It’s the crumbling of the question.
It doesn’t declare “There is a God.”
It dissolves the very boundary between the knower and what is known. There is no longer a subject seeking an object. Only the raw immediacy of Being aware of itself.

Those who know are rarely interested in convincing others.
Those who believe often are.

The danger isn’t belief itself—it’s mistaking belief for truth.
Truth, when known, renders belief obsolete.
It doesn’t divide, it doesn’t declare superiority—it simply is.

To know is to surrender the need for interpretation.
To believe is often to defend the interpretation, even at the cost of truth.

And yet, belief can serve as a bridge. A necessary illusion for those not yet ready to let go of the comfort of form. But let it be a bridge, not a home.

Morgan O. Smith

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Which You is God Within?

Those who speak of God as not being outside of you often mean well—but which “you” are they pointing to? The body? The persona? The memory of identity that walks through time? Or something deeper?

There’s a difference between saying God is not outside of you and realizing why that’s so. If God is all, then every appearance—internal, external, formless, formed—is God. This includes the illusion of separation. To claim that God is not outside of you while affirming that something is external still subtly upholds the illusion of division. That illusion, too, is God—played through veils of thought, language, and perspective.

But when the idea of “you” dissolves into beingness itself, the paradox clears. You are not merely a part of existence. You are existence. And existence is God, not as a figure, but as totality. Even the idea of “outside” collapses, because outside implies another space, and there is no second to the One.

This doesn’t mean there’s nothing. It means everything is not-two.

Even nonexistence exists. Not as an object, but as a category known within existence. Its very naming proves its place within the whole. Therefore, there’s nowhere God is not—and no self outside of God to speak of God as elsewhere.

So, when someone says “God is not outside of you,” pause. Feel what is really being said. It’s not a statement about boundaries—it’s a pointer toward boundarylessness. Not about spiritual pride or metaphysical positioning. It is the erasure of location itself.

And in that clarity, what’s left is not you as you know yourself. What remains is what’s always been—God, appearing as you.

Morgan O. Smith

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The Wild That Waits Beneath the Surface

Between the cracks of a hardened exterior, something untamed begins to grow. What appears rigid, guarded, and impenetrable often hides the very pulse of life yearning to break through. Beneath the layers we construct to survive—defense mechanisms, cultivated personas, rehearsed identities—there exists a terrain untouched by conditioning. A wildness that remembers.

This is not the chaos of recklessness, but the primal intelligence of what is unfiltered and true. A force that doesn’t ask permission to bloom, yet waits patiently for silence, for softness, for the moment the surface begins to fracture. Then, without warning, the wild arrives.

Those fractures are not failures. They are doorways. Every heartbreak, every moment of doubt, every dismantling of certainty is a thinning of the veil—a soft opening. And what comes through is not ruin but rebirth.

What is wild has always been whole. The mind may resist it—accustomed to order, craving control—but the heart knows its rhythm. The body remembers its language. And once touched by it, you no longer strive to be “put together.” You begin to trust the spaces where things fall apart.

Growth doesn’t require perfection. It demands honesty. And the most fertile soil is often found not in polished appearances, but in the broken places where the untamed is allowed to root.

Let the wild speak. Let it stretch through the fractures of who you thought you had to be. That’s where life gets real. That’s where healing begins.

Morgan O. Smith

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