what will come out tonight?
A yearning for silence.
The time for words is finished. Partly because they don't/ can't do it. But mostly because they seem a waste of time/effort now.
Words are the trap that keeps me identified with that mind construction called I/me.
They are still there – words. They saved me, gave me an identity when I needed it to live in the world. But now they are just vehicles. Transmitters of concepts. Good for communication (of things that language encompasses) But they are useless for anything earlier than their own birth.
Have a deep respect for the space that the body appears in. Whenever you remember, just be aware of this space. Wherever you are, space is exactly, exactly the same. There is no centre to space and no circumference either. Same with Awareness. That is why the ancients called it ‘space-like awareness’. You cannot separate awareness from space. In fact you cannot separate anything from anything else – it is ONE.
I didn't remember that space much today. Working with other people makes it easy to get lost in the content of thought.
All I can do is return to cognition of that space when it occurs to me.
I am here, no-where.
I am neither I nor here.
Am is more than I.