The shift from a busy, confused and overwhelmed mind to that of open, clear, spaciousness is counterintuitively slight but experientially enormous.
At meditation this evening I felt an exquisite intensity of the moment – of everything happening all at once.
“When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the Universe.”
— John Muir
“Different strokes for different folks or for different moments. One moment you need Zen. The next moment you need Advaita. Then maybe you suddenly find yourself drawn to Christian mystics or Sufis. Or maybe you’re suddenly moved to throw it all out the window and start from scratch, knowing nothing, believing nothing. Each possibility has something unique to offer.”
Ever tried looking for yourself and not come up with either thoughts, ideas, stories, memories or fantasies?
🤔 😳
Recognising the eternal now is exquisitely palpable yet utterly ungraspable. Reality is fully complete in each moment and yet endlessly generative…
Even in contemplative/ meditative spheres there is a tendency to fetishise certain conditions, like silence and stillness, over others. The raw actuality of unconditional being/ aliveness knows no such distinctions.
Today will be spent mostly hauling building waste to the dump. Oh, and coffee of course. And maybe a run later…
“The mark of the moderate man, according to the Tao, is that he has no ideas about himself. None. Nada. In him is the recognition that every idea he might once have entertained, or still does, is false.”