What you seek is seeking you.
If I stay with it, feel it, allow it to sink in, what do I find?
I notice something I can put into words:
God is seeking me, my receptivity to God, my life in God and love. It’s not a seeking in human terms, but more of a calling, or something that’s built into life – it’s painful when I don’t and peaceful when I do.
And what is seeking and what’s sought is the same, happening here and now, as awakeness, awakeness appearing as seeker and sought.
And it’s the question that’s important. The pointer and what it does to me – what it does wordlessly and felt – is what’s important, not any answers put into words.