“I don’t have to be anything at all. I don’t even have to be myself, because there is no such thing as not being myself. I am inescapably myself.”Mooji

I’m worn out.

Not body tired but constantly trying to find the words for something that can’t be spoken.

Life.

Bliss.

Being.

Is-ness.

No-thing.

Do you see what I mean?

Of course, when the me (ego) takes over it’s easy. Why? Because it revels in the tension that comes from setting one thing against another.

But when there’s no-thing and everything, words are much harder to come by.

What about you?

Do you find it easier to work out your angst in words or sit in silence? There’s a place for both, but more often than not, we understand more from the vastness than we do the contraction.

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