Wednesday, June 16, 2021

A wisp of wind..


Non-duality seems a long-sought goal for those who

have progressed, layer by layer, to that which seems close

to becoming nothing at all. All of those meditative paths

have all expressed and melted into what now seems as a 

final melting.  Yet the sticky thing that remains is the wish 

to talk about it, to explain your journey and what seems as 

your arrival, explain it to your self using a very minimum 

of toeholds. And the thought looms that you are no further 

along than told by a memory of that beginning.  Waiting 

for a breeze, no more than a silent breath through wispy 

curtains, echoing from the distant hills in a soundless end a self, which never was... 

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