Thomas Merton: Nothing has ever been said about God…

 

Nothing has ever been said about God that hasn’t already been said better by the wind in the pine trees.

– Thomas Merton

Yes, this is the experience when there is a taste of oneness, or when oneness wakes up to itself more stably. It becomes very clear that all is the divine – including the divine’s temporary sense that it’s a separate self – and that no words can even touch it. They can, at most, point to it.

Words, in themselves, are abstractions and cannot capture anything very well apart from other abstractions.

When there is this taste or awakening, it’s obvious that all is the divine. It’s all consciousness, awakeness, clarity, and everything happens as this, and everything is also the void it all happens within and as. Any idea of being a separate self also happens within and as this and is a temporary expression of it all.

At the same time, it’s impossible to express in words. Words split up the world and this is the wholeness – and nothingness – of it all. What is – leaves, trees, the wind, the stars – expresses it much more directly, immediately, and beautifully.

Since we already are this, it’s closer to us than words. How do we notice it? How can we invite it to notice itself? When that happens, it’s a consequence of movements within the whole of existence. And that may express itself as a want, wish, glimpse, opening, a meeting with words or a guide, or something else that initiates and brings forward this process.

And from the “point of view” of the divine (which doesn’t really have a point of view but includes all points of view), the divine temporarily and locally taking itself as separate or the divine noticing itself are equal.

Using imperfect words, we can say that all the divine and equal in “value” but in experience and expression they are – obviously – different.

Why isn’t the divine always noticing itself as all there is? Most likely because it “wants” to experience itself as something else. The infinite “wants” to experience itself as finite. So it has created a divine play where it gets to temporarily and locally take itself as finite, as a separate being.

I should mention that although the content of words can only point to the divine, the words in themselves express it – just like everything expresses it. Everything is the divine.

Initial notes and drafts….

Everything expresses it much more directly and beautifully. And that also goes for anything human. Even words, although it’s not the content of words but the existence of the words themselves (!).

I did mention that words can only point to this. At the same time, words do express this. Although it’s not the content of words but the existence of the words themselves (!). Everything express it. Everything is the One.

And from the “point of view” of the divine (which doesn’t really have a point of view but includes all points of view), the divine temporarily and locally taking itself as separate or the divine noticing itself are equal. And yet, it’s not equal in that the experience itself is different.

Using imperfect words, we can say that it’s all the divine and equal in “value” but in experience and expression they are – obviously – different.

The infinite “wants” to experience itself as finite. The whole as a part. The uniform as complex. Consciousness as matter. The awake as unawake.

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