Thanks for your encouragement, let's keep exploring...
Honestly, I love the exploration, the enquiry without theory... It is a challenge for me... But, hey, here I am back, motivated...
Today I had several glimpses of that opening ... A kind of suspension ... It happened as I was talking away during a meeting.. Suddenly something opened up and the talking stopped. It felt like a blank moment, an empty moment... Then continued talking... Had too.Yes. Nothing to chase. What you are opening to already is, right here, this very moment. A nanosecond is enough, trust those glimpses.
You know... I have been "watching" the thinking process and, it seems as if I am doing this for the first time. I mean, "watching" the thoughts... Asking without asking, what is the source? Who generates them? Where do they come from? Just trying to be aware of the "generating" process. Even now, as I'm writing I'm just realising the as I type quite fast, the thoughts seems to come from my fingers! I'm not even aware of thinking -I type really fast, then there is no time to think about what I'm going to write. It seems the best way of exploring ... No time to think, just to write, without an editor, as it were.Do any thoughts, ever, require a 'me' (you!) to summon them?
I'm inclined to say that, no, there is no "me" summoning the thoughts. It honestly, doesn't feel that way. As I typed I'm noticing that even though there is still a grey zone, there is also more certainty. What does it mean? That there is more confidence in the experience than before. Before I felt more uncertain, or reluctant or resistant to accepting the experience as real and valid.
I'm eating a crunchy granola bar (oats 'n honey) and I'm repeating 'I'm eating a crunchy granola bar", "eating a crunchy granola bar", "I'm eating a crunchy granola bar"; "eating a crunchy granola bar", this is repeated several times and then, another question suddenly comes up, who is eating a crunchy granola bar? And then expectation, waiting for a "something" to appear saying "me"; and no-one comes... Feeling bewilderment... A sense of wonder... A sense of expectation, like waiting for something else to happen... And at the same time, without waiting, just enjoying the moment... A smile slowly emerging, it can be felt... As a gesture... Listening to soft and brief laughter.When you say "I", what does that refer to in direct experience? Please describe in detail – does it have a shape? A size? A quality?
If the "I" responsible for eating a crunchy granola bar, is not owning the sin (the diet, you know), then how on earth would I know its size, its quality? No way...
Even though an I didn't show up... A small doubt is still being felt... Somewhere in my belly... As a kind of disbelief, not a massive one, but still there... My resolve, keep doing this exercise: "I'm doing this", "doing this", "I'm doing this", "doing this", who's doing this" where is it? And so on... I have a sense that if I keep exploring this way, something may happen.
Sweet dreams - till next time.
Akita.

