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What is there to say?

This very thought struck me today after chatting with a friend of mine. She had a lot on her mind, only to apologize afterwards for spending all this time talking about herself. 

What else is there to talk about? If we truly speak from the core of our being, are we not speaking from the core of mankind? And when we appear to be talking about someone else, in reality what we are doing is talking about ourselves?

She told me she wanted to become a Yoga teacher. That reminded me of a question that keeps coming up every time I feel the need to share everything that I have discovered these last few years. Who am I to tell the world? Everything we talk about consists of we addressing that. Dualism. As long as we experience ourselves as separate from that which we are talking about, it will not be the ultimate wisdom, the ultimate knowledge. 

As I am writing these words I wonder whether it is possible at all to write about the absolute reality. It is a bit like trying to take a look at your own face. There is a face. That is all. It is impossible to look at your own face. Our only option is to use a mirror. Then what we see is the reflection of our face. This is not our true face. The same goes for words. We can only say so much about reality and yet it will only be our words trying to describe it.Perhaps one of the challenges is our belief in what is describable? I am! Love is! Problems appear on the horizon the minute something is added to the isness. Krishnamurti expressed it like this:

“The description is not the described. I can describe the mountain, but the description is not the mountain, and if you are caught up in the description, as most people are, then you will never see the mountain.”

Whatever is being said is a limitation, a reduction of it.

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