My Inquiry

My inquiry: 

really, it's not my inquiry at all, just a gentle exploration of each moment, and not as a quest to find a special place of origin, nor even seeking any kind of truth - but simply to see what the present now holds, how the world comes to me in motion, an effortless flow that somehow arrives immediate to my senses. There's nothing to pursue. My inquiry is always here. 

this too is without questions, I have no need to ask anything of myself as far who I am, or if I have a certain reason for being here at all. Life provides itself as presence, and I've found that every question leads me directly here - with or without an answer. 

it's a simple means, without a real method, and always available - each moment I am amidst in every aspect of life. There is no line of division between what's occurring now and my experience of it, there is no point separate from my senses to the world. 

there's just life. 

yes, I could question this, inquire into the reality of my every situation - yet no answer would be as satisfying as the simplicity of living. To ask "who am I?" is a regression that leads to nothing. But there is still the experience itself, whatever is occurring, and there are the pleasures of life, as well as all the sorrows. Anything may appear for the sake of this experience. 

and that's how life continues. 

so my inquiry is really, only living. Life provides it all, from questions to the need of even asking - and the answer is always, exactly, what's occurring now. 

life, being experienced.

~

Peace, Eric