start with any kind of pause

Start with any kind of pause. To stop moving forward, to relax the clenched circle of possession that has hardened the edges of how you meet what is wanted. To feel needs hover like mist, and lift. The bones sink into the chair. Eyes relax back into the skull. Sounds become spatial again, and breath breathes you.

During any activity will do. Maybe it is easier when alone, in the midst of self-care. When the hand holding the washcloth feels it is washing itself. When the hands preparing food relax into the pleasure of hands being food. To fall asleep with one hand behind the head, and the other over the sternum. To melt your holding away, held by hands having no complex intention.

It’s easier when alone: this is what the ascetics discovered. Let the mirror neurons relax their engagement with the angst of others, and reflect the peace of things, of flesh. The peace of things reveals you as a piece of all things. This all happens before and beyond language. The sentence of the mind can suddenly need no completion.

Suddenly, thought does not need to carry out its sentence. The page of the world is sufficient.