The morning fog had nearly burned off. The sun warmed their backs and cast diamonds of light on the expanse of ocean below. From their perch on the cliff, the sea appeared nearly flat, rhythmically extending waves and foam to the sand, then drawing back into itself. Save for the sound of gulls and the sea, the morning was still. The salt fragrance of seaweed and water settled on their skin and softened the air.
They sat this way for some time, not talking.
“Dan, look to the horizon and fix your gaze there. Let your body feel the expanse of the sky. You don’t need to breathe any special way. The breath will take care of itself. Feel the space of the universe outside you.” Michele waited until Dan settled even more into stillness. She continued to instruct him slowly, leaving a generous silence between her phrases, so he could follow and complete each step she offered.
“As you look at the sky and the sea, relax your eyes…especially the area behind your eyes…let all tension in the eyes dissolve…. Now imagine that the entire brain, with its billions of cells, is mostly space…there are the cells, the neurons…the molecules that comprise the cells…the atoms that form the molecules…and at the subatomic level…it’s mostly space. Feel the space inside the brain…and let its neural activity diminish…until you rest deeply in that space. Grandfather says there is as much space inside you as there is outside. Feel the space inside… and simultaneously feel it continue outside of you to the horizon…and behind you…above you…below you… around you in all directions. Now rest in the continuity of space – inside and out…as though the apparent barrier of the skin itself is only space …just rest in the awareness of it…without having to say what is inside or outside… effortlessly rest there…is…only…space…all phenomena arise within it – your body…the ocean…the sky…
“Notice your breath as it comes in…and as it goes out…like waves extending and returning…like an undersea plant moved by ocean currents…the breath moves you…this breathing has no breather… it is stillness manifesting as breath. Let yourself rest in that stillness and in the expanse of space…from the deepest place inside you to the horizon…just rest, without adjusting your attention in any way…phenomena arise within this field…including thoughts. They are like images appearing in a mirror…They come and go and the mirror remains clear…the true nature of your mind is like the mirror…pristine…just rest as the mirror and whatever arises, let it arise freely and dissolve on its own.
They sat quietly for another ten minutes. Michele taught Dan how to rub his palms together, wash his face with the chi from his hands and with his palms moving in circles, spiral the energy at his navel. When he looked settled she said, “How are you?”
Dan searched for a response and felt the strange absence of wit.
“It’s hard to describe,” he said.
“I know what you mean.”
After a few more moments of silence, Michele said, “Dan, since you have to drive home, let’s talk and move around a bit until I’m sure you’re ready to get behind the wheel.”
They stood, stretched and looked out over the bay. “Not a bad way to spend a Saturday morning,” he said. Michele smiled and looked out over the water. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. “I agree.”
“Dan, ordinarily I wouldn’t explain what we just did. I’d give you some time to be in silence with the experience. But I need to be sure you’re grounded enough to drive, and since small talk doesn’t seem appropriate either, let’s talk about it now.”
They sat down again and Michele began, “This experience is more profound and fundamental than words can express. But that hasn’t stopped people from trying to approximate it with words. Lao Tsu says,
‘The source of life is as a mother,
Be fond of both mother and children,
But know the mother dearer,
And outlive death.”
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“‘The source of life,’ the mother, is the ground of all being, the space in which all thingsa arise. These phenomena – oceans, cars, trees, thoughts, you and I – are the children. When you ‘know the mother dearer,’ you cherish the space rather than cling to what arises in it. You can enjoy phenomena, the children, without attachment. Like a mirror that is not stained by images that appear in it, the true nature of your mind is this unchanging, pristine space.
“The Tibetan Buddhists describe the capacity of the mind to rest in and be nourished by this space as ‘the mind’s secret, too easy to believe.’ It is meditation without meditating. Since this ground of all being is always present, there is no state to enter. Just relaxing into awareness is the easiest and, in fact, the only way to get to know it. They call it resting in awareness.
“But what about all the instructions you gave me? Weren’t you talking me into a state?”
“Yes. Some of that is necessary in the beginning to point out the awareness. Remember when I instructed you to not do anything, but just rest in an open awareness? At that moment there was no technique, only resting. Techniques can orient you toward awareness, but then, you have to let them go. Resting in awareness is an acquired taste. Once you get the scent of it, it becomes easier and easier to let go, drop the thinking mind, and simply exist in the present.
“Being around an experienced practitioner helps, too. Just as worry is contagious, so is awareness. I know this from being around my grandfather. I’ve learned more about meditation by watching him in the garden than any other way.”
They sat silently. Michele said, “How are you, Dan? Can you drive?”
“I think so.”
“You might think that as soon as you engage in ordinary activities, you’ll lose the sense of awareness. But gradually, you discover that you can fully function while your mind rests in awareness. It actually improves my driving. I’m acutely aware of the space around me and my car. I can easily anticipate the moves of other drivers, and I’m relaxed. Once you get used to awareness, driving becomes more safe and pleasant. What do you think?”
“It sounds fine until some fucking moron cuts me off.”
“Ah, I see you’re quite yourself again. Very good. I trust you to drive home safely.”
Dan clasped her right hand in both of his and looked at her squarely. “Michele. Thank you.”
They walked together down the path to their cars. Dan’s ride home was peaceful and moron free.
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