Intense emotional upheaval over the past several months (more like years culminating in extremely intense emotional experiences over the last few months) left me feeling “empty.” Funny thing is, that in this place of “emptiness” there is a peaceful quiet space.
Being empty allows me to experience life as both an observer and participant. I am nothing. Emotions and experiences flow through me.
I am present. I am empty. Unattached to outcomes but immersed in the experience of now.
The noise has been silenced . The stillness exists and fills the empty space. How is it possible to be both full and empty at the same time?
It’s as if I have been awakened from the dream that heretofore I called life. Nothing is real.
Reality is monochrome monotonous and mundane. It dulls the senses and does nothing more than disconect us from the present.
If we are not present – then we are lost. So we seek to find that which has existed within us all along: the “presence.”
It is this presence that allows us to experience. It is this presence that allows us to grow. It is this presence that allows us to be both empty (with nothing) and full (with stillness) at the same time.
In this space there is no need for time. In this space there is no need. In this space there is no want.
This presence is powerful.
The mere “word” emotion brings with it connotations of joy, sadness, anger, passion, fury, rage, love, hate, etc. They are all connected to our “thougts” about our experiences.
If we are thinking about an experience, then we are detached from the present. If we are detached from the present then we are not experiencing the moment. We are instead experiencing our thoughts about the moment, which, while we were thinking and contemplating, has passed. Not only do we miss the moment, we divorce ourselves from the powerful presence within.
So, we seek “experiences” attached to our “thoughts” and in doing so, create a “reality” that does nothing more than add to our confusion. This is the madness that we have conditioned ourselve to accept.
This is not real but rather an extension of the falsehoods that do nothing more than feed the fears that fuel our thoughts about a reality within which we lose the very essence of whom it is we are.
We are nothing. We were never meant to be anything beyond that.
I am empty.
The quiet silence fills the void. The emptiness is universal unification. This is our connection to the universe and also to one another. ©