Just when you had it figured out – the riddle about form and emptiness – just when you had Emptiness nailed, labeled and pigeon-holed, along comes another neti-neti. It turns out Emptiness is also empty. How so?
It has no independent existence. It’s not a place, a form, a state, a fundamental arrival zone. It has no reality apart from the presence of the absence it connotes.
If it had a form or location – if it could be experienced – it would have to have a subject experiencing it. What would that subject be?
So forget Emptiness as some kind of ultimate Reality. There is only, only, only this timeless unfolding, interweaving, interrelating Everythingness.
But before mind kicks in and gives Everythingness the Emptiness treatment, don’t forget that it, too, is …