Dropping Memory
Soltar la memoria
A playful invitation to set aside memory for a moment and meet the raw textures of present experience with childlike curiosity.
Dropping Memory
Inviting playfulness
Just invite a playful attitude, playful energy.
Not serious, not tight, not tense.
None of this can be achieved.
There's no point in trying hard and being serious about it.
So like a child exploring
a new house, a new space, a new garden, a forest.
It can be a deep curiosity.
What is this, really?
We grow up and we assume we know.
We start looking: what is this, really?
The map and reality
One doesn't have to focus on self or self-inquiry.
You can also explore just the experience of this: sensation, sounds, thoughts.
How do we recover that childlike curiosity, or is it lost?
Just assuming or believing that we know. A child does not.
We create this very complex map of reality,
but we forget it's a map.
We assume we know what it is.
We assume it's reality, but it's just a map.
Reality is sensations, sounds, thoughts.
Magic. Miracle. Playfully.
Dropping memory
How is this experience right now without accessing memory?
Without memory, everything goes. All knowing goes.
Thoughts are just images, sounds.
No knowing of a past, no imagining of a future.
We simply know all of that as thoughts based on memory.
What can you know of this without memory?
What can you know directly?
Just one rule to the game: memory is not allowed.
Your eyes are closed.
You will know sensations.
You will know sensations of the foot, the hands,
but memory says "foot," "hands."
You drop memory for one second.
Face the unknown, the miracle.
What remains
Right now you are not born, you will not die.
There is no here or there, no planets.
Just what's appearing, pulsing, changing, moving, vibrating.
Textures, forms, no names.
Nama rupa: just beyond them, dropping the first, nama.
Just forms. Rupa.
Nothing to gain, nothing to achieve.
Just play, exploration.
This is it. If you know, you cannot get anywhere.
Textures of appearance
Without memory, thoughts are meaningless, just images and sounds.
It's like a trip.
Without memory, you can't recognize images and sounds.
Sensations: different qualities of appearances.
The textures of sensation,
the textures of sounds,
the textures of images, sight,
the textures of thought.
Almost like appearances of images and sounds.
And something that is the knowing of all this.
Something unchanging. Emptiness.
The one rule
Keep remembering the one thing to remember: memory not allowed.
Let the playfulness, the exploration happen spontaneously.
A childlike curiosity is there. It's natural.
Mystery wants to feel itself, bathe in itself.
Feel that. Let it take you.
It's tasting this moment directly.
Hands are no longer hands.
Feet are no longer feet.
All just sensations.