The dark night of the unknown. The steps one knows one has to take and the associated fear.

Responsibility.

I feel this is the heart of meditation: Simply being interested in what is here – being more interested in what is… than in what was, what will be, or what should be.

Toni Packer

The dog, snoring at my feet. Loud chatter coming through the wall from next door. The smell of coffee and of smoke from the unlit fire. A new, different kind of silence in the absence of clanging tinnitus.

Even the same things are new in each moment.

The silence of not knowing.

No doer nor nothing to be done.

No thought can improve what is already here.

We don’t have ideas, ideas have us.

Carl Jung