Edgar

Trevor

Yeeve

Estas

Sylvia

Robert

Do witness the evidence of something mysterious below. Something entirely within reach. As nothing was done to reach it. In the Words of those who have experiened this.

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IF YOU SENSE EVEN A GLIMMER OF TRUTH IN ANY OF THIS, THEN YOU SHOULD JOIN US EACH WEEK FOR THE EXPLORATION OF THE POINT OF YOU. YOU CAN JOIN THE LIST AT THE FOOT OF ANY PAGE

“Within moments everything that is not important somehow falls away” | “The way I experience all of life has profoundly changed” | “It is like revelation and deja vu, both at the the same time” | “I’ve no idea how I would have come to this if I hadn’t participated” | “It resulted in an irrevocable shift. The veil lifted” | “Nothing has changed but everything is different” | “The most profound experience of my life to date” | “I found my voice rise strong and wise, determined and unfaltering in the direction of my soul’s purpose” | “This leaves only belonging” | “I figured out where true strength comes from” | “This is utterly beautiful and something that can’t be undone” | “This woke me up, I can’t go back to sleep”.

AN END TO SEEKING. BY NIC

We are a Work in Progress.’ ~ the often said words of the allegedly wise, repeated without question by those drawn to the inculturated humility of the idea.

And so lives the perilous myth on which our human existence appears to have built itself. We are not yet enough. There is someone we must become. This life has conditions.

And the world at large echoes the deceit at most every turn. Imperceptibly deep within each society’s fabric. You must become someone. Perpetual betterment towards the Gates of Nirvana. Or Heaven. Or Success. Or some cultural equivalent.

A target to seek. A life to understand. To master. A reward of self worth and peace for the successful.

And so continues the relentless and exhausting game of becoming someone. Someone of worth. Someone who is enough. Along with its self imposed imprisonment with no hope of remission.

 

This is a game that cannot be won. This game of life we’ve found ourselves unknowingly complicit in, forms the almost perfect riddle. The more earnestly we seek ‘it‘, the further from an answer we find ourselves.

Because the answer lies in surrender, in the letting go of the game. In an end to seeking.

We were wrong. Entirely and painfully wrong.

There was no game we had to take part in. There was no one we must become. There was never any condition. We had simply forgotten. We are not a work in progress. You are not a work in progress. Call off the search, and experience all there is to experience in these brief and endless moments we call life.

“I felt free” | “It’s still reverberating inside me” | “I have never been in a space like that before” | “It resulted in an irrevocable shift. The veil lifted.” | “I was left with a profound sense of calm” | “I felt hope that we would become a tribe” | “I felt such a deep connection” | “I’m able to hear guidance more clearly” | “The call gave me hope for the world” | “Within my depths I know that I am alright just as I am” | “Feeling intensely alive and very conscious of my whole body. A gradual revealing of oneself, rather than becoming anything else” | “Perhaps this was the dream seeking me out all along” | “I saw that all there was was light” | “Glorious nothingness” | “This experience of unconditional acceptance was something I needed to be a part of”

A DESCRIPTION OF THE SET UP AND EXPERIENCE OF INNER VIEW

Note: In-Person & Digital Experience Work Similarly

“The room quietens as another film subject emerges deliberately from the assembled group. She, or he, approaches the Inner View Camera with something to say. Something worthwhile speaking. Words that have purpose, and an obvious use in his or her world. Perhaps even to the world at large. Words that set out to convince us all. But words that so often, have been previously spoken.

The subject sits. Close to the camera. Close to me. Eyes closed, ever deepening breath, as the spartan words of instruction remove any requirement from our time together.

The point of being here, that was so vividly etched into a previously important list is now lost, as the subject’s image is cast in high contrast black and white to a large screen. Arrestingly beautiful. Always.

We are all to be included unreservedly in this experience of the human soul made visible. Of humanity witnessed. 

From a palpable and utter stillness, it is as if the subject ‘is being spoken’.

They are not speaking ‘to’ or ‘at’ the world in expectation of something in return, as is so often the case. There are words. And space. And an unbridled vulnerability of such profound importance that the audience cannot turn away. It is utter strength in physical form.

Here, there is nowhere to hide. Here there is no need to hide. Here there is the letting go of control. The control that kept us from seeing one another. And from seeing ourselves. Here, for this moment in time there is Freedom. There is Liberation and Insight. And previously undiscovered Genius. Here truth has been spoken out loud, and we have each been changed from somewhere deep inside.”