Birds that fly
Presence and thought are on opposite banks of the same river.
When you stand on one, you cannot stand on the other.
Presence is pure experience, the taste of an apple, the warmth of the sun, the sound of laughter.
Thought is the mind's attempt to capture, analyze, and predict. It creates a map, but the map will never be the territory.
A fish doesn't think about water, it simply swims.
A bird doesn't contemplate flight, it spreads its wings.
What would your life be if you could experience it as directly as they do?
Presence reveals reality as it is.
Thought creates reality as we imagine it.
Both have their place, but most of us are trapped in thought, rarely touching the shores of presence.
Can you taste the difference between living your life and thinking about it?