Like a snail, we carry our true home with us wherever we go. Our intrinsic open awareness of unseparated being is always present. Even in the midst of despair and disaster we are always exactly where we need to be, home.
Iām 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.
Like a snail, we carry our true home with us wherever we go. Our intrinsic open awareness of unseparated being is always present. Even in the midst of despair and disaster we are always exactly where we need to be, home.