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Sez Kristiansen's avatar

I have recently been trying to articulate the same notion of self-less power and felt drawn to write a poem:

Life in the water. Life in the soil.

Life in the sun. Life in the seed.

All of it pouring through a flower -

a fluid meeting place of everything that is.

The Whole has converged

to appear as a flower.

It did not take shape,

to then suddenly sprout

its own separate existence.

We too, are a living covergence,

held by a moving field of support,

containing nothing as small

as personal power, and nothing less

than the power of the entire universe.

Thank you Joan, your words runs true through my body.

Robert Saltzman's avatar

So lucid. So well-seen:

We believe that we are a self, a soul-like entity inside the body, a captain of the ship with agency and choice, a “me” that is authoring my thoughts, making my choices and decisions, performing my actions, and observing and evaluating it all. But if we watch carefully as choices and decisions happen, or as thoughts emerge, we may discover that there is no captain at the helm, no thinker thinking our thoughts, no chooser making our decisions.

Our thoughts and decisions, along with our urges, desires, interests, longings, preferences, intentions, abilities, talents, opinions, emotions, ethical inclinations and sensibilities, all arise from an unfindable source. We can say they emerge from infinite causes and conditions, from the interplay of nature and nurture in an interdependant universe, but that is a conceptual overlay, a map. It’s a good map in my opinion, but like all maps, it’s not the territory it describes. The territory itself is ungraspable, immediate, here for an instant and then gone, alive, pulsating, streaming, moving, vanishing as soon as it appears. There is no actual “territory” that holds still.

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