Saturday, March 03, 2007
While chopping wood.
I spent the afternoon chopping wood. Long thoughts would not coalesce but this thought walked back and forth in my mind:
The more outwardly visible, the more distinguishing the manifestation of mind. The clothes we choose to wear, the fears we support as well founded, the beliefs we attack as mistaken...each of us seems to go a slightly different way in these workings of our thought. In contrast, at our core of simple and singular awareness, obscured and slumbering though it may be, rests the very same thing in each mind, the identical agent in each of our beings. But that commonality is generally missed because few try and fewer succeed in removing or penetrating the debris with which accident and culture burden and entangle the pure observer within. Discipline is needed to reach that spot and then sit still, attending all.