What if we think of sitting, what is known as « meditation, » as a kind of travel, a trip to an endlessly wondrous here and now?
The French poet Yves Bonnefoy writes that because what the traveler sees is new to him, his « usual ways of perceiving, of understanding » are upset, allowing for a free-flow in his mind, « an intellectual disorder, » in which « logical principles no longer take prevalence, » if only for a moment. There is thus experienced a « fullness of the immediate, » and life is seen for what it is: « flush with unity. »
This would be a fine description of waking up to the true nature of all things, nothing other than seeing things as they are, always and ever new: Every moment is unknown territory.
Bonjour Sensei, today there was a quote by the Dalai Lama on Twitter , that I thought was kinda funny: "Sleep is the best meditation." ~His Holiness, the Dalai Lama Ciao W
Bonjour Jin,
No, I had not read that. Beautiful. Thanks.
Bonjour Amy Sensei,
Maybe you know that Marcel Proust wrote : "Le vrai voyage, c’est de changer de regard intérieur."