" When it emerged, the ether ruptured, and from this rupture Voice issued forth. This Voice spread out and increased until it became twenty six thousand, thousand, thousands and myriad of myriads kinds of lights. "
-- The Fountain of Wisdom, Ma’yan ha-Hokmah
The evening sky was cloudless, clear, azure blue turning to dusk and dark. An owl, who had waited patiently all day for her time to come, begins to call. Mind, unalienated from body, expands across sense field into sky, into owl, into ancient tree the smell of rich earth. Freed from past or future, me or mine, there is unutterable and immeasurable mystery…. and this mystery is suffused, pervaded, by the awe and wonder of knowing and knowing become love.
In the quite of deep mind twilight falls and mystery is touched, divinity is known. The body whole is an act of perception and knowing. It is formed and made to know and hold appearance in the silent love of knowing. The mind’s scurrying worrying fretting figuring cannot know in this way. Concept, thinking, is not fashioned for this function. Leave thinking to thinking’s work and let body, animated by the silent heart of awareness, know appearance with the gesture of tender heartedness’ caress.
A mind rested in silence allows the heart to see with the whole body. The body, this life, our existentiality is the very organ of knowing by which the unutterable mystery of ineffable awareness knows itself, its qualities, its playfulness, its frolic and love. When mind comes to silence then body knows in the deep of mystery and knowing is not translated into experience. The sage does not have experiences. The one whose mind is freed in pure wisdom does not know experience, rather, the immediacy of their knowing confounds any possibility of that manipulation we call experience. Experience is born of mind’s thinking made memory and memory is anything but immediacy.
Mind chews experience the way a goat chews its cud – vomiting it back up chewing again and again ever more alienated. Knowing and appearing plus mind and memory = existential dilemma. Knowing and appearing mixed with the unutterable of silence = existentiality as divine wonderment.
Mind as body traveled across sky and owl, across dusk and into dark. Like daylight disappeared to dark I am disappeared to silence and the perfection of knowing become love. Untouched by birth or death, by any “I” or “other”, awareness holds appearance in the immeasurable delicacy and mystery of her hand. The darkness of night extends across the silence of mind and there is only …………….