The Great Mystery… that is what they call it.
Zen Roshis, Tibetan Lamas, Purvian Shaman.
They all carry it and offer it to others.
Could you guess what it is without being told?
Maybe you could guess what it isn’t.
It isn’t The Mundane Known.
It isn’t walking through life seeing the same routine day after day.
It isn’t looking at yourself as a finished story.
It isn’t experiencing a solved problem.
Then what could it be?
It could be embracing wild curiosity about life.
It could be questioning your assumptions about others.
It could be questioning your assumptions about yourself.
It could be gazing into a fallen leaf and tracing veins.
It could be falling wildly in love with being.
It could be resting in silence with another.
It could be tasting the rain.
It could be.
Experience flows out in poetry. So good. Bare bones awakening.