When I read this on pg 116 of the conducting temporal sameness chapter, I thought of Rinpoche during Vajra temple construction, stepping between two pillars of the unfinished temple, and loudly saying: “this is my drama”. Telling a story that in its telling, evokes a ‘no stories’ knowing.
These past few weeks I have felt the strong momentum of past stories in response to a present situation, and in desperation really began to chant, constantly. This is a ‘doing’ but it’s also a ‘not doing’, and I have felt how the old pattern has gradually let go, in weeks rather than in months as it would have been without the effort, and without neearly as much suffering. Very busy, practically every moment, but perhaps something like this ‘no stories’ doing.
George
