“Love says ‘I am everything.’ Wisdom says ‘I am nothing.’ Between the two, my life flows.”Nisargadatta Maharaj

When we’re lost in our thoughts, i.e. the story of ‘me’, life’s completely circular.

It’s awful for the me: each day resembles the last, and either it’s driven insane by the process or it relents, accepting that this is how it’s meant to be.

However, absent the story there’s just this. If that sounds hopelessly abstract, it is. At least to the thinking self who always wishes for something better to show up. But drop the story, and what’s left?

Aliveness.

Is that where you’d rather be?

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