Feel the movement of my breath. Watch the wind blow through the trees. Here and now in the non- conceptual world not a problem to be found. The wonder and beauty of this moment is the miracle of the unknown. All of this is absurd.
All thought is by nature limited.
To identify with it, to identify with any thought , is to buy into the appearance of fragmentation and limitation. All thoughts are incomplete, fleeting, insecure, and always looking for self-assurance, permanence and stability which they never seem to be able to nail down. Thought keeps on trying to say something important and significant about that which it knows nothing, that which is beyond its conclusions. You realize you don't know. These postings, talks and dialogues are an offering of love, made possible by the generosity of people who share time, energy and money to make it happen.