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end of searching

For the past few weeks, I have been experiencing what I can only call "the end of searching." I have nothing to compare it to. It's about stopping the search for books, methods, experiences, teachers...anything that says "what you have so far is not enough - try this" - and actually stopping. It's a very unfamiliar feeling, a strange but surprisingly not empty feeling. Rather I have a fullness inside that doesn't need anything else because it's unfolding of its own accord and the richness of that unfolding is new in every moment/


Then I fall back and search or hear of a book and go look for it - but only half-heartedly, out of old habits whose energy is dying. Or I remember an old friend from whom I haven't heard in awhile and think "I should call" (an old impulse) but when I stay with that thought rather than act on it, the thought dissipates. Something deep and big inside is changing. It is more restful, not lonely, but very unfamiliar yet, very open, full and strange.

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Debbie W | Reply 03.11.2013 19.28

you are enough:" You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves" Mary Oliver

Mary Beth | Reply 05.10.2013 06.33

Seems like a preparation for ...listening....noticing....

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10.12 | 08:27

I have browsed your comments on these books at various times and came back again now to be inspired to round out my selection for my 'winter reading'.

02.12 | 19:23

Yes indeed...will show you tomorrow.

02.12 | 19:20

I like these very much. The spirals amid stars and land especially feel like pure whimsy and joy. Black paper and gel pens, you say?.....

10.09 | 21:59

Hearing you! MB

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