Unless you turn and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of God.
Much of what I write about here is almost childishly simple. For instance, in the last post, I could have taken the hypothesis angle instead, which is equally true and sounds more scientific. Evolution is a hypothesis, a model, and it has good explanation power so we choose to use it (or not).
But going to our immediate experience makes it more real for us. We see what is true, here and now.
And that truth is childishly simple.
It is the truth of the sense fields, of what arises in each of them, and how thoughts combine with the other to create an appearance of something solid and real.
It is the truth of what arises as inherently free from an I with an Other.
It is the truth of stories as practical tools only, with no more inherent value – or truth – than a hammer or a toothbrush.
It is the truth of finding ourselves as ultimate simplicity, as awakeness, and as the content of awakeness as awakeness itself. This ultimate simplicity which allows and shows up as infinite complexity as well.