When the Mind Finally Takes a Day Off
Meditation is what remains when effort collapses.
The UnMind Project ™ • When the Mind Finally Takes a Day Off
A monk asked, “What is enlightenment?”
The master said, “No one home.”
The monk said, “Then who answers?”
The master said, “Exactly.”
The master said, “No one home.”
The monk said, “Then who answers?”
The master said, “Exactly.”
The UnMind Project ™ • When the Mind Finally Takes a Day Off
Meditation is not concentration. It is not controlling thoughts. It is not silencing the mind by force.
The UnMind Project ™ • When the Mind Finally Takes a Day Off
Meditation is the absence of mentation.
Not the destruction of thought, but your retirement from it.
Not the destruction of thought, but your retirement from it.
The UnMind Project ™ • When the Mind Finally Takes a Day Off
A student asked, “What happens when thoughts stop?”
The master said, “Who told you they stop?”
The master said, “Who told you they stop?”
The UnMind Project ™ • When the Mind Finally Takes a Day Off
When awareness has nothing to chew on, it tastes itself.
The UnMind Project ™ • When the Mind Finally Takes a Day Off
This is why meditation feels frightening to the mind. The mind survives by narration. Meditation is narrative extinction. The ego calls this “void.” Zen calls it home.
The UnMind Project ™ • When the Mind Finally Takes a Day Off
Sit.
Thought arises.
Don’t invite it for tea.
Don’t kick it out either.
Just don’t give it your chair.
Thought arises.
Don’t invite it for tea.
Don’t kick it out either.
Just don’t give it your chair.
The UnMind Project ™ • When the Mind Finally Takes a Day Off
Thought is the noisy, intrusive neighbour. Meditation is realizing you don’t live in his apartment.