Storm

Storm:

to just sit, and with no small degree of courage, allow every confrontation of thought, sensation, and emotion to simply show itself, a revelation of our own mind in the turmoil taken as it’s natural state. We believe our minds a storm. But they’re not, our natural point is the calm allowing that gives every storm passage. Without exception. Of course we each believe otherwise, or we do for a certain time, until for whatever reason we gather the courage to sit with whatever makes an appearance, sitting through every show of storm the mind will offer.

and continuing to just sit.

until nothing happens.

that’s the true revelation, our mind is motion, Buddhist label this the five aggregates, being material form, feelings,perceptions, volition, and sensory consciousness, and all of this arises and passes continuously. It certainly sounds exhausting. Mindfulness is the practice of noting this motion, what arises, and seeing how none of it has true substance of its own, real in it’s effects, yet illusory still. Seeing this, we come to a point of clarity, untouched by any storm, spacious by our very nature. It’s a worthy endeavor, a life worth’s practice of seeing who we are.

yet it’s not exactly what I’m thinking of here.

it seems the aggregates are always in motion, indeed, being so by nature…