We are the space in which thoughts appear, play, and dissolve like clouds
drifting in the infinite skyMooji
Do you meditate?
Have you ever experienced thoughts in such a way that they moved at their own pace, like clouds in the sky, realizing that you don’t have to throw out the fishing line to possess every passing thought?
Are you your thoughts? Do thoughts exist without you thinking them? Can you be who you are without thoughts? Where do thoughts come from?