I’m guessing I’ve probably read this somewhere, or it’s from one of the many teachings I’ve been privileged to attend- I forget – but in any case I’m paraphrasing.
So I’ll keep it short.
What’s been flowing through my mind for much of today, in a yes-I-can-relate-on-some-level-and-not-just-intellectually, is this:
There’s nothing that we can think or feel…
that’s not in some way an illusion.
So many constructs and ideas all stacked one on top of the another. How often do we operate on a mistaken idea? When we think we know what we saw or heard, but it turns out to be something else entirely?
I’d say that’s kinda all the time.
If that’s true for specific instances, then it could also be true for everything, all the time. It’s just that as we inquire more deeply, the ideas we’re investigating become wider, much more subtle, less blatant.
But they’re just ideas, all the same.
Welcome to the inner workings of my mind on Tuesday!