seven words attempting to describe one thing
a thing that can never be an object,
and therefore, can never be described
how then can It be found?
it can’t – it’s never been lost!
seven words all amounting to the same no-thing:
the Presence of the absence of ‘me’
~ miriam louisa
echoes from emptiness
Here’s the secret.
It’s totally open and available to everyone, yet it seems to be the last thing one can accept. (Too simple, to easy, too immediate!)
Creep up with cunning on anything you can see, feel, think, believe or do.
(You must be cunning because the default position is to be blindly absorbed in the “anything.”)
Ask yourself: Is this an experience?
It’s not a trick question. It just wants a simple answer: yes or no.
If your answer is yes, fine. Enjoy your experience and whatever it brings.
But just be aware of this: the joy and peace and freedom you seek cannot be experienced.
This is a kind of a koan. Keep chewing it. The sense of its nonsense will never be known, but a eureka moment is in the wings.
– miriam louisa
Image: Georgia O’Keeffe – Ladder to Heaven