14 Jun. A thought. A breath.

When I meditated tonight it occurred to me that thoughts are like breaths. That thinking is like breathing. That each thought – just like a single breath – has a beginning, peak and end. I contribute this discovery to my recent reading about Mahamudra and the “pointing-out instructions”.

So I sat there looking at each thought the same way I would observe each breath. Here is the beginning, here is the middle, and here is the end. And here is the quiet space in between. The present moment when absolutely nothing is going on. It has always been here. It will always be here. Even long after my brain and my lungs are gone.

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