Oh, my goodness, what could that title mean?
I typed it because I opened my computer, and opened my blog post site, intent on posting one more blog before the end of 2025, knowing that I had no observation, no arisen thought, no words calling to get out of me and over to you, and then this title came through my fingers. And I realized, yes, maybe I feel blank minded today, thus the title, but this title also indicates a dominant state of general maybe universal being (but I don’t know, the universe is just too invisible beyond the visible we claim to see to know all it might comprise) being right now.
It occurs to me that much of our interactivity on this sphere of solid and liquid now is gut driven; infected gut driven; feverish gut driven. The mind is not at work on any plane. The mind is just being shoved along by an unwell gut. Boy that word is ringing uglier and uglier as I type it and type it.
There is the advice given to enter a blank mind in which the advice is to close down the thought processes that skew our observations, that tangle with our environment (natural, built, sensate), and “just breathe” or “just be”. What is it to just breathe? What is it to just be? Sometimes I receive that advice and I stop what I am doing, or what I am grousing about, or what I am worrying about, or what I am thinking about. But am I just breathing? Am I just being? Is this possible? I have skin. I have lungs. I have ear canals. I have emotions. I have thoughts. Can I be merely a breath?
I am motion (energy) and I am static mass–in tandem. In conflict? In cooperation? So all is such–the dark space “out there” is not still, is not silent ever. But, rather, is cooperation, ever. Why not us?
Why do we find it so hard to not take umbrage? To not resent? To not follow a path of most resistance?
What does it mean to me, to you, to our friends, to those we would rather not see/know/hear/sense in any way, to be kind? To live in mercy–given and received?
We will be entering a new year. May it be so.
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