- Over the last few days there has crept over me a certain stillness, a certain silence.
- The doer in me gets restless.
- The worrier in me seeks to take over and goad me into the all too familiar “Doom Loop”.
- The Doer screams, “Man the only way out is to do something, do anything! Look at the pending work-stack!”
- There is the new understanding
about self, the world and the unfolding!Something old is dying, something new is birthing - It is that twilight zone, zone of emptinessA land neither here not there
- It is like the space between the inhalation and the exhalation (or between the exhalation and the inhalation?!)
- It is truly a “Pregnant Pause”
- Appears empty – empty of pre-conception, of knowing, of ego, of I
- But is full of HIS PRESENCE!
Friday 11 May, 2007
On “Emptiness”
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