12-10-2016, 12:00 AM
Yeah, that silent space, once open, is ripe to be filled with anything really. It's really incredible interacting with the form of the diverse world around me while simultaneously cultivating silent spaciousness. And music does a wonderful job of filling that space in a transitory fashion, rich with feeling, that tends to leave the space untouched as long as the dialog doesn't get triggered and perpetuate itself in a way that cuts me off from the fundamental silence.
I've become a simpleton, really. I have one job....to uphold silence....to open up that space and sustain that state. And then what comes in just comes on in and through, makes for an avid and every increasing appreciation of what my this life of form is supposed to be about. Sometimes what comes in and through merges in miraculous ways with the inherent energy that vibrates in the open space, creating a crescendo of feeling that is just indescribable. A kind of synchronicity that's seems impossible to explain. Music is a frequent vehicle for these moments, I'm finally figuring out
I've become a simpleton, really. I have one job....to uphold silence....to open up that space and sustain that state. And then what comes in just comes on in and through, makes for an avid and every increasing appreciation of what my this life of form is supposed to be about. Sometimes what comes in and through merges in miraculous ways with the inherent energy that vibrates in the open space, creating a crescendo of feeling that is just indescribable. A kind of synchronicity that's seems impossible to explain. Music is a frequent vehicle for these moments, I'm finally figuring out