At what point does the imagination become our reality? And when we start to imagine what we want (our desires), what happens when they become what many may consider our “reality”? Can our own imagination hurt us? Those desires we so vividly created in our mind, can they become afflicting? What is affliction and can it lead to something positive? Can imagination, creativity, and the desires that come with them, be harmful to the point we consider them “bad”? In asking these questions, my mother reminded me of the buddhists saying and its kept me wondering:
“No matter where you go, there you are.”
I often feel as if I am not the “you” in control of my going, and I have very little say in my presence of “are”. How is that?
I could think about that for the rest of my life and continue to uncover its multitude. Anyone who cares to share thoughts on this is free to email me… I’d love to hear them.
The Solar Pulse Project: Total Solar Eclipse, August 21st, 2017