When first learning to quiet my mind, back in my early twenties, I was astonished at how noisy my mind was. Now, I occasionally think having the numbness of that noise would make life nicely shallow—easier to swim in.
With a quiet mind, ideas come floating in like dandelion puffs on a soft breeze. They barely carry any weight at all. When they land you smile blissfully, even as everything shifts. You might realize, "I am love." Awesome! - but wait - if I am love then I don't need love. What we are we do not need to attain. Yipes.
