Once you see clearly that everything you see is who you are, everything changes. No, not in the outer world, but within you, the witness.
So I drove to the library today. Parked across from it in the CVS lot. The June heat is oppressive and the A/C inside the library felt good. I got a few novels and then drove to Barnes & Noble for some crossword puzzle books. Then I sat down in the Starbucks section and had some coffee and a peanut butter cookie.
What do those paragraphs have to do with each other? Everything and nothing, for no one can untangle the opposites!
I am now back in the coolness of my own home. I just ate some cashew nuts and considered what to have for a light supper.
There is a dearth of good shows on television. Such a dearth that I will even watch America’s Got Talent tonight.
Writing what I know is getting harder and harder, for words do not jump the arc into the silence. What I know is not available to the mind at all. What I know is who I am. And also who you are. The gist of the mystery is not to be usurped by the head. What a puzzlement….