I notice that the word ‘awareness’ often conjures up the feeling of something detached, cool and abstract. Totally uninvolved. Whenever we think of awareness in this way, we have limited its unbound and indescribable nature.

It is uninvolved, but it’s so much more that that. It does not witness from a separate place. How could it? Awareness doesn’t have a location, a position. .

It witnesses from inside, from the heart of everything. 

When I’m trying to be aware, that’s when it seems like a big project, something kind of serious and severe. When I allow awareness, when I rest in awareness, there is no-one standing back and checking things out, to see if they are okay. Everything is okay, because awareness doesn’t know what not okay is. It’s so innocent, so sweet.

There is a beautiful chant in India that sings of this:"If you knew how pure, how naked, how innocent you are, and everyone is, the only thing you’d be able to say is ‘AAAHH.’