Life lives us without effort. We need do nothing to be fully alive. We can’t stop it, we can’t make more of it. The present unfolding of everything as this moment is always vivid and undeniable yet impossible to grasp, contain or define.
I’m a support worker in adult social care with an open-ended curiosity in the nature of mind.
Thisness is a stupid made up word to point to the quality of the present moment however it is.
Life lives us without effort. We need do nothing to be fully alive. We can’t stop it, we can’t make more of it. The present unfolding of everything as this moment is always vivid and undeniable yet impossible to grasp, contain or define.