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The eye that sees is the I experiencing itself in what it sees. It becomes self-aware, it realizes that it is an integral part of the great continuum of all that is. It sees things such as they are.
Frederick Frank The Zen of Seeing |
He cried the relief he felt at finally seeing the pattern, the way all the stories fit together--the old stories, the war stories, their stories--to become the story that was still being told. He was not crazy; he had never been crazy. He had only seen and heard the world as it always was: no boundaries, only transitions through all distances and time.
Leslie Marmon Silko Ceremony |
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The final mystery is oneself. When one has weighed the sun in the balance, and mapped out the seven heavens star by star, there still remains oneself. Who can calculate the orbit of his own soul?
Oscar Wilde De Profundis |
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It can happen to you. In a flashing moment something opens. You are new all through. You see the same unsame world with fresh eyes. This universe-renewing power comes by grace, not logic. Whatever you do or wherever you are seems to make little difference. It doesn't make sense. It makes you.
Paul Reps Zen Flesh, Zen Bones |
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