We feel like our "problems" are real things with mass and weight but a simple shift of perspective takes all of the gravity and feeling of substantiality away from them. What is the ultimate change of mind? The realization that I am no mind. I have never been bound by arising thought forms, they are just another expression of my emptiness as form. I am nothing and that is a damn beautiful thing. It is total, utter, unconditional freedom.
It's OK if identification with the life story and appearance arises, it's not a personal thing. Anything you have ever seen, felt, known, touched and dreamt of has been nothing less than the dream/play/dance of God. What happens when the dream ends? Nothing - it never began.
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