Beyond words

putting mental activities aside

noticing the thoughts, words, ideas, memories, fantasies………..and letting them be as such

what remains?

another layer of new thoughts, words, ideas and the like……………

what remains?

and so on and on…

eventually, it is like driving out of a busy urban area towards the suburbs

the 8 lane freeway narrows down to a 2 lane highway

the downtown billboards and high rises thin out and eventually disappear

wider and wider gaps between the buildings lining the open road

the paved road is is now replaced with a dirt road, heading away from town towards the mountains

rolling down the windows, slowing down……………coming to a stop

is that birdsong chirping away?

the humming of insects?

the smell of fresh field flowers?

a brook over there ………….

is this what some refer to as “intimacy with existence”?

what is it like? – is this it? – is this what is before the first thought about it emerges?

what is it like to live here, in the midst of richness, allowing what “is” to be…………unadulterated and filtered, pure

 

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