| When you eat popcorn, do you notice how the salt bites your tongue,
especially the tip of it? Do you hear the crunching in your head as you chew? How easily
the hard, crunchy stuff crunches down into a soft pulp? How it sometimes almost sticks in
your throat and makes you cough? And how good it feels to drink something cool afterwards?
Or do you just eat it absently minding the endless chatter in your head, without really
enjoying any of its subtleties, just the grosser pleasure of salt and butter and crunch? Every
activity, no matter how mundane, can be a meditation. For meditation is the space between
the thoughts, the No-Think zone of simply being. It is experiential, not cognitive. It is
the feeling, not the description of the feeling. It is the chill of the wind on your skin,
not the reading on the thermometer.
Your True and Immortal Being is experienced in the space between your thoughts, the
pauses in the endless mindspeak. Be in that space and know Thy Self. |