It's a fool's errand to try to know the universe by focusing on the infinite things it contains. Instead, focus on the space between your self and the things. When you no longer see the space, the self disappears and you are the universe....
When all things are holy, the universe is wholly....
The soul is the invisible key that unlocks invisible doors. A lost key is a lost soul; imprisoned by the invisible self....
Without the need to seek from without another piece, we find within eternal peace....
"What was your original face before your parents were born?" -- Hui-neng (638-713 CE), the Sixth Patriarch of Chan Buddhism in China (predecessor of Zen Buddhism) My original face before my parents were born was my original face before my parents were born; it was what it was whatever it was. Thinking of it otherwise is an illusion. The question declares the answer: What was my original face before my parents were born. Before some thing is a this, that or who, it is unrecognizable and beyond description; a what as in "What is it? What is it." "What" implies a pre-conceptional reality. The "what" is the soul; what every thing is before and after it is in the now. A Zen master might respond: "Mu." "Mu" means "no" or "nothing" in Japanese, a common response to koans. "Mu" is a kind of emptiness; not a void, but devoid; like an empty room with the potential to be filled. "Mu" isn't "no", it's challenging the framework of the question. My original face before my parents were born was nothing but infinite potential: the soul. My original face before my parents were born is my true nature: the indescribable peace from oneness with the unmanifested soul....
When you recognize the soul, two are too as two is one: "an other" is "another" "every thing" is "everything" "in sight" is "insight" "every where" is "everywhere" "all ways" are "always" "no thing" is "nothing"....
The soul is the ocean. The ocean expresses itself as waves riding the electromagnetic spectrum, visible only when passing through as light. The ever-changing waves are the face of the eternal ocean. Seeing distinct faces in the waves, we're oblivious of the ocean until the faces return to the ocean, which is what we are....
