Now You Feel It, Now You Don’t

The experience of oneness, of interconnectedness, has it left yet?


That wasn’t it.

What you are can never be something that arrives, sticks around, then leaves.

What knows of the arrival and the departure? What sees the coming and going of oneness or duality, of laughter or tears, of irritation or peace.

Can that be seen to come and go or is it that that’s doing the seeing? Isn’t it just the SEEING?