Look at the Finger Pointing at the Moon

 Find the experience not connected to the thought or intention of the mind, something that arises up from somewhere else.  Rest in that.  Go into that.  Its a separate life form.  😃😃

Meditate on the sensations of words.  Bring to the mind a word or thought.  Like love, healing, extra-dimensional, grounded, heart-centered, or whatever comes to mind.  And see where the word takes you.  Or what it does to your body.  What is your relationship to that word?  The word, after all, is kind of empty, but the experience with the word is where the magic occurs.  

If all else fails, you can have a dream.  Like I did last night.  Something about Steve Garvey and Steve Garvey's wife in Quincy, Illinois.  The wife was attractive, I think.  And Steve had hairy forearms.  I wonder if he still does.  And there was some kind of magical ceremony going on down by the river, I seem to recall.

The Sound of One Clapping Hand

 I have experienced this sound, or lack thereof, several times, but of course, its always coursing through me, whether conscious or unconscious, along with everything else or nothing, for eternity.

Several Time 1:  In the forest.  There is no past present or future.  Its beyond all that.  Even beyond sounds.  What is the sound of everything, everywhere all at once? 

Several Time 2:  When I'm in that circle again.  Of course, I'm always in the circle again,  Day/Night/Awake/Asleep, rinse and repeat.  When I'm on entheogens, its as if every activity, person, life event I've ever had only existed in this space, and this space was completely empty and leads right back to here inescapably.  Like everything we have ever done, thought or experienced is so much buzzing and the wings of a bee vibrating until they don't anymore.  The silence that terrifies me.