Inner Space

past comprehension into deep knowing within silent spaciousness
When we traverse the inner landscape we are inundated by streams of thoughts. One follows the other as if a chain is formed that can tie us into knots. But if we observe, we may notice that each thought obliviates the other as if each is merely a bubble that floats for a while and then pops out of being when the next arrives… or perhaps, more accurately, each is dissolved back into its constituent elements. The stuff that dreams (and nightmares) are made of…
Each thought tends to feel like it arises out of the ether as if we are the mere recipients, antenna if you will, who have no choice but to receive the signal. Interestingly, when we look to find the next thought arising before it rises we fall into silence. Our mindful presence transcends (descends from?) the outer space of the “antenna dimension” and then truly into the inner space we enter — not as observers but as the ether itself, all distinctions evaporating. In this inner space, we find a spaciousness of being. Here all thoughts are possible and no thought is necessary.
Thanks to Hayden Moore for inspiring with his outstanding prose across many of his articles and most recently this reading:
Other Haiku by Harry Stefanakis:
