what comes about when you forget yourself. when you face the world and stop thinking of the ego. when you flow, reacting to the events around you like those moments in sports where for a quick instance you can stop thinking of yourself. those great moments when time moves along without us. one the voice inside the head quiets and the action takes hold.

one of the benefits of listening, really listening is this ability to leave the self. the id is not your friend, that voice is only a crutch to the real you. the feelings you have, the actions you want to take before the thought comes is the self. in its unfiltered way, when lived mindfully, the world makes sense. you see yourself folded into it, playing a role among a sea of others, reacting from a big bang thousands of years ago that we are still part of.

close i feel the way. although the moment i arrive i know the yardstick will move once again. best to have no destination.