Author: Thisness

Sitting in silent stillness… Consider for a moment what on earth does that do or give you that sitting in a traffic jam in the middle of noisy roadworks on a hot day does not?

If you actually attend to the actuality of the present moment, wherever you are, whatever you’re doing, there is essentially no difference – just a variation in phenomenal experience.

There is an exquisite tension at the heart of every moment,

Of knowing and unknowing,

Of letting go and holding on,

Of doing and being,

Of creating and destroying,

Of allowing and resisting,

Continuous wave and separate particle,

As it all collapses into its own disappearance,

And begins all over again