The Warmth Before Conditions
La Calidez Antes de las Condiciones
Noticing how sensation and awareness can draw closer together until what remains is a simple, intimate warmth for being.
The Warmth Before Conditions
Heart as warmth
It's all about heart.
I wouldn't even say the heart.
It's not an organ or a place or a feeling.
What I'm referring to, say it's a warmth occurring.
And it's not unconditional in the sense of towards a person,
where whatever happens one remains open, or in relationship.
It's unconditional in the sense that it's prior to conditions,
prior to what is happening.
The love of what is.
The creative void
Before there is breath,
or before there is sight,
before there is this moment,
is the creative void.
The warmth of being,
which only fear can veil.
And it is lived through the body
and flows through the breath,
through the physical heart,
through the blood,
through the veins.
Like a shimmering luminous presence.
Tasting sensation directly
Your sounds.
How closely can you taste the sound?
How directly can you taste sensations?
Feel the breath
instead of relating to the knowing of the breath.
Get very, very close to the sensation.
Or anything.
Hands.
Sounds.
There is no real distance.
Mystery at our fingertips,
right here.
Wherever your attention goes, there is direct mystery,
even in thoughts.
Art and mystery
Art is the love of this mystery,
the longing for constant sinking into it.
Constant dissolving into our perception.
What children know so well.
It's right there.
Every moment is enough.
We all know this.
It's our home and ourselves.
Sensing and knowing
To go back to the breath,
just notice the sense of the movement at a certain distance.
Notice the sense of sensation over there,
and I sensing,
I knowing sensation.
Go to the sensation.
Notice any referencing back to "I sensing."
Playfully, back and forth:
sensation of breath,
I here sensing,
knowing breath.
What if the knowing,
the sense of "I here knowing breath,"
has no location?
Not located.
Nowhere in the body.
Nowhere in thought.
Closing the distance
The knowing and the sensation come closer and closer.
More intimate.
Sounds, closer and closer.
Knowing of the world goes out.
Artful intimacy with everything.
Thinking becomes transparent.
We can rest in the warmth for what is.
A warmth for being.
Trust.