The Womb of Space…

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“The Womb of Space… dwell within the silence, a light clear awareness… a foundational ‘place’… the zero-point… Each point is a singularity, akin to the ‘black holes’ of physical space. It ‘incorporates’ in its appearing the whole of space… The heart can hardly contain such boundless and intense beauty; the spirit can barely accommodate the richness of touching space directly and incisively.”

…… Dynamics of Time and Space, and Sacred Dimensions of Time and Space, Tarthang Tulku Rinpoche

THE SESSION
By Ken McKeon

A blur of sound trembles,
Gives way to a bell,
Remains within silence,

The dark rounding,
The flesh ways
Of a cheek, the throat,
Jaw, teeth, lips,

They arise, they fall away,
The bone holds for a while,
The skull,

And the mind?
It can’t be found,
I’ve looked,

I’ve passed away,
Into a blur of sound,
A cello,

It is the heart,
A beating warmth,
The body smiles,

A friend welcomes me back
By ringing a bell,
Beginning the day.