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Forget What You Think You Know - ordinary_mind
December 22nd, 2003
11:21 pm
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Forget What You Think You Know
The words on the page read, "My vote is that we...make the commitment to let go of what we think we know, so we can be open to the real truth of our experiences." It's from Tap Dancing in Zen by Geri Larkin, which I was reading in Starbuck's tonight.

What I experienced was seeing my own reflection in the mirror, and saying to myself, "Sandy, let go of what you think you know." I felt a tightening in my chest. I felt the tears prick at the backs of my eyes. I was suddenly aware that the walls were green, the floor was slate, and that Christmas music was playing. I was aware of the student across the room studying for the bar exam. Aware of the youthful barristas' playful banter. Aware of the traffic passing by outside. Aware of my boyfriend talking on his cell phone.

Then all of these "things," all of these "ideas," all of these separatenesses merged with me and became one. I was the green wall, the slate floor, the Christmas music, the student studying, the barristas' conversation, the traffic, my boyfriend's voice, and on and on until there was no "I" any longer. I'm not sure exactly what happened, or whether I can convey it accurately. It was as if I got the briefest glimpse of how reality just may really be...

Or then again, maybe I had too many jalapeno peppers on my dinner tonight.

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From:ouroborous
Date:December 23rd, 2003 12:45 am (UTC)
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Mmm.

I love the quiet looking. When you're so quiet, and so LOOKING, that you forget to be you for a little while. For me, it's not that I became what I was looking at. It's just that "I" and "what I was looking at" made no sense and had no thoughts from me. Blue came, and the mirror was blue...
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From:ouroborous
Date:December 23rd, 2003 12:47 am (UTC)
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And you reach... a silent implosion. Where everything grinds to a halt and freezes and becomes precisely what it is. And thoughts swim like silver fish on mind...
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From:whitetara
Date:December 23rd, 2003 12:55 am (UTC)
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Beautifully put. :)
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From:cranehaven
Date:December 23rd, 2003 02:19 am (UTC)
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Nice. For me it is like a period at the end of a sentence; a very long "Ginsbergian" Howl of a sentence.
~P
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From:cranehaven
Date:December 23rd, 2003 02:16 am (UTC)
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"...Or then again, maybe I had too many jalapeno peppers on my dinner tonight."

Maybe both! ~P


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