"A human being is part of a whole called by us the Universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself,  his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty." Albert Einstein

On emptiness

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Emptiness is...

Infinite liberation or inward claustrophobia?

Deep within a vast expanse

There is dread and anticipation

of a reality beyond

the limits of perception.

An abandoned plot

A vacated seat

A room freed by absence

A blank page

An untouched landscape.

Perfectly imperfect

the rawness in between.

A reverberating echo.

A pause in the continuum.

Holes in the veil.

To be empty is to feel hunger.

To rest in the discomfort

of physical and emotional wilderness

with no need or desire.

It is an experience of vacancy.

A parenthetical limbo.

A willingness to fall

without fear or hope.

It's room to breathe

not space to fill.

*This is a photograph taken at Gulfoss Waterfall, Iceland, January 2015. It's a country where desolation envelopes you, where all your senses are thrown off balance by a melancholic beauty rarely encountered anywhere else, thanks to the halcyon stillness. Landscapes can appear empty of light, people and sound at any time of the day. A truly other worldly place of ghostly calm*

On dis-ease

On silence