The slightest sense of ego-mind's nothingness is a death blow to the world's solidity. The central pillar of our house of cards is shaken. Mind's knots are loosened; the linchpin holding the cosmic dream together gets unhinged.
The door is opened to what's in store for us: an inkling our basic OneSelf nature. When the world becomes less solid spirit instantly becomes more concrete. It's as immediate and rapid as wildfire spread by wind.
This wind leaves us in a whirl, dazed yet more truly clear-headed and open-hearted. Its gusts of mercy remove the tracks of our past. Its deafening silence drowns out the roar of our distractions.
