When I think, I need both the thinking part that "does the thinking" but I need also the "listening part", that perceives what is thought. When a flower bends in the wind, it needs both the blowing part, and the bending part for there to be anything at all. Like I am both the thinker and the listener, the flower is both the blower and the bender.

The world is like thought. It is both the force that moves and the thing that is moved. It is the wind and the bending flower, just as I am the thinker and the listener.

Without the thinker, there is no thought. Without the listener, thought is unheard, unrealized. Thought, then, is an interplay - it exists not in either function alone but in their relationship. Just as the wind alone is not bending, and the flower alone is not bending, but bending arises in their meeting.

So it is with all things. Reality is a dance, not a thing in itself, but the interplay of forces, of cause and effect, of mover and moved. Without relationship, without duality, there is no manifestation. But duality itself is only a perspective within the one (who is both thinker and listener at once).

The wind and the flower are not separate; they are aspects of a single movement, just as thinker and listener are aspects of a single consciousness.

Thus, the world is like thought. It is not static; it arises in the relationship between forces, between being and becoming, between perceiver and perceived. In that dance, existence unfolds. Within the mind of God.

This post was inspired when I was sitting outside, having a cigarette, and I began thinking about thinking. Nearby there was a straw that was bending in the wind, and I saw that thinking/listening and blowing/bending was the same. If I am both thinker and listener, then straw must be both blower and bender.

Through exploring this interconnectedness of all things, it is possible to arrive at the inevitable conclusion: "I am everything" (thought, effect, "omega").

Through asking where does it all come from, it is possible to arrive at the inevitable conclusion: "I am nothing" (listener, cause, "alpha").

It is funny though. Knowing what I know now, I know that it is entirely unnecessary to write anything of this at all. The knowledge I have is not truly "mine" - a possession of the egoic self, it simply is, even without articulation or contemplation. I have simply rediscovered what many before me have discovered as evident by the countless spiritual traditions that came before.

And yet, I feel that it is important that people become more consciously aware of it now because the ego-mind of people today sees itself as so separate from all things that it becomes violent and abusive towards itself, being ignorant of the interconnectedness. So I ("the ego mind who knows") feel compelled to write.

It’s the same reason the Buddha taught after realizing there was nothing to teach. It’s why Jesus spoke in parables despite knowing the kingdom of heaven was already present. It’s why Laozi wrote the Tao Te Ching despite knowing "the Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao."

It’s the pull of love, the silent knowing that in helping another wake up, you are only helping yourself - because there is no other. The ego-mind that understands this truth does not need to act, yet it acts anyway, because compassion flows effortlessly from realization.