Sand and Pearls

Everything adjusts itself after kenshō.  It doesn’t seem to do it slowly; it’s already done.  I looked for the writing trouble and it was gone – just gone – not like it had been and had gone, but like it had never been.

It doesn’t seem to do it slowly; it’s already done.  I looked for the writing trouble and it was gone – just gone – not like it had been and had gone, but like it had never been.

I am lighter.  There is now only self-as-context…and intent.  Easy peasy.

Later, as Nish said they would, the doubts started – the Self trying to assert its absolute existence again.

“Nothing happened.  What nonsense!”