May 22, 2014

Every experience is floating in space and there is no self present so I might say that I am the space.  Kind of spooky.  I get this sense occasionally now but it fades out.  I realized this would be the end of suffering.  Shortly after that I started experiencing lots of back pain. Like the universe hitting me with a Zen stick.  But it IS encouraging me to meditate more and better.  Something’s fogging up the window.  Frustrating.  I try to surrender.  Feels like death.  Only recently have I really gotten a sense of the essence of awareness, the emptiness.  I feel like I have to fold inside out, or like that will happen when I finally let go.