echoes from emptiness

journaling a mindshift

prajñāpāramitā

calligraphy by Jayarava - prajnaparamita

always at home
in this inescapable
bright unlit luminescence

this crucible of Creation:
Mother of time and space;
vast unknowable knowingness

always at rest
in this ultimate abode;
unassailable, yet ever available

prior to the mind
container of consciousness -
beyond the concept of beyond

always at home, always at rest
always already
p e r f e c t

. . .

Calligraphy credit

About prajñāpāramitā – here and here

haiku xvii

 

you want calm water

but diamonds only sparkle

where water’s disturbed

 

sparkling diamonds

 

surfer chick

 

tunnel surfer

 

I’ve been there
crouched low,
riding a tunnel wave

but it wasn’t in that
rolling roaring wetness

it was in this
silent
unfathomable
ocean of Being

 

imagine my amazement
to discover – here
in this human form -
an aging amphibious
void-surfer

~

 


Image source unknown – if it’s yours, please advise!

proving nonduality

Painting by Kazuaki Tanahashi

.

machine-mind (programmed for conclusions and certitude) asks:

how can you prove oneness, wholeness, nonduality?

.

fully defragged matrix-mind replies:

simply by failing to find proof of separation

 .

[your ultimate and assured defeat in this quest
cancels all the questions
and leaves you blinking
in wonderment:
O M G
O N L Y
T H I S !]

 ~

Painting by Kazuaki Tanahashi – at ‘the awakened eye’

without ever arriving, it’s always here

 

emptiness loves emptying

 

emptiness loves emptying
that’s it’s nature
its forms are endless; beyond mind’s conjecture

you can’t arrive
at an apperception of its infinite beingness
by any practice or prayer

it is too ever-present
too intimate
without ever arriving, it’s always here

~

 

haiku xvi

 

happiness is here

yet, the moment I grasp it

its perfume is gone

 

Tulips - Carol Brandt

 

Photo credit: Carol Brandt

having a ‘whoops!’ moment, again

 

awakening from sleep

awareness arrays a new-born world

splashes face

gropes for zafu

settles butt, folds legs

inhales the fragrant flowering gums

chuckles with the kookaburra

trembles with the palm fronds

sips steaming green tea

disappears into a silence

that senses every tone and texture

 

breathes – is breathed

marvels, that

not one scientist, philosopher or sage

can explain how any of this can possibly occur

on an exquisite pulsing rock

awhirl in a numinous space -

 

a space inseparable from

the immense, immeasurable awareness

in which it all appears

 

earth from space

. . .

Image source – Parallax

~

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