“Absolute still thick black nothing. The tiniest movement of that, in humanness, is tenderness. That sums me up, but not what I move and what I do.”
* Online Interactive Livestream
- Absolute still, thick, black nothing; the tiniest movement of that, in humanness, is tenderness.
- Let it take you over and stay; awareness isn’t awareness anymore
- Living from this innermost cave: your innermost in form, moving out into life
- In coming here and returning through the absolute, you’re wiped clean
- Marrying the unknown you know to; a smile grows in you both here and there
- “If you met your mother from here …”: an analogy of remembering
- You can come to the door in company; you pass through alone – then even that is gone
