Everything is truly surprising, there are no grounds for complacency whatsoever, but at the same time nothing needs to change. So it is not a matter of grinding away at the dullness that takes it all for granted in order to expose the supreme knife-edge ungroundedness of all unfolding experience, but rather of seeing that even the taking for granted, the very pith of stupidity of day to day life is itself a miracle of gratuitous appearing. You can only allow what is to reveal itself, you can't become anything since there is nothing to become and no entity that could accomplish it even if there were. And the thing that wants to make it so hard and so complicated, the whole escapement of reactivities with its cogs and ratchets? Just more of the same, as wonderful a little beast as anything you might see under a microscope.