It is revery without content--
Mist rising
From the morning pond
"But the intellect of man does not take easily to this course. It is only rarely that a man becomes introverted. The intellect delights in investigating the past and the future but does not look to the present." R.M.
The state of no-thought is not a matter of suppression or effort to squash thoughts as they arise, but rather to be still in that moment prior to thought, now, this instant! The present moment is a black hole for all things objective--past, future, figments of mind, all impermanence everywhere--swallowed whole by the great "I am." This is the place where "hole" and "whole" are identical, or, more accurately, meaningless, non-existent.
Form is emptiness, emptiness is form
Whole is hole, hole is whole
Gotta love metaphysical paradox. As Vivekananda warned, these teasers can become opium for the intellect.
This breeze touching my cheek is exactly so because the entire universe is exactly so, and both are preceded by, engulfed by, emergent from "I am." "I am" is the first stirring of form in emptiness.
"It is Being-Awareness-Bliss. Awareness of being is bliss." R.M.
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