Standing by the ocean, moving to the rhythm of the waves. Realizing that it is not "I" who breathes but rather that the world / that life breathes me. Oneness. 2). Being obsessively stuck in thought patterns I believed to be who I am. Reading a book on Buddhism. Reading that the mind is a sixth sense. Being suddenly struck with the understanding that I am not my thoughts. Watching the many year old obsession and addiction melt away. 3) At night, when my body awakens me to go pee. Peeing then kneeling beside the bed and dropping into silence, silence deepening as the mind chatter quiets down, sinking deeper into a silence beyond silence. Waiting. Patiently. ..... " teach me, show me how to love," I pray
On Aug 6, 2024 Robert wrote :