tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3365190850105997066.post7935904879609079903..comments2023-10-24T06:51:14.561-07:00Comments on Nobodhis Yoga Journal: Emptinessnobodhihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04471854227560555251noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3365190850105997066.post-73211310532171294732010-05-16T06:08:06.178-07:002010-05-16T06:08:06.178-07:00Sitting by the side of the stream I watch the chan...Sitting by the side of the stream I watch the changing, rippling, ever-moving surfaces. Such is the self and conversation, yet even as ripples are already water, so are opinions and talk already breath. <br /><br />Through practice I see the ego more clearly. It seems to me that I am not dissolving ego, but rather learning to cherish also the eyes through which I see. I am starting to understand that it is this structure with which I make my inquiries in this lifetime, through which I remember again and again that I am already whole, already the water, no more than the breath, no less than the energy of the sun. Perhaps this is No Self, just as emptiness includes everything.<br /><br />I cannot explain the connection I feel to you -- I have not checked your blog since I last commented... yet I checked it yesterday and found your response to me, and your new post -- <br /><br />Your breath is the softness of air, your feet are the earth and sand, every cell in you speaks of water, your heart reflects the fire of the sun. Namaste, NoBody Home.<br /><br />The wire sketches are beautiful; courage to express her vision so that others might see.Sarahhttp://seeinginsideout.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com