Making Space - February 16, 2012

Everything I know, believe, think, feel, sense in any way, or experience, arises in my consciousness, in the "space" that is not a place, is not locatable, tangible, identifiable by ordinary means. Without this, what would exist for me? As the processor I seem to create a universe. And, what of course, is I? Is it a part of this consciousness, all of it?

I notice in the space between .... words, breaths, sensations, people, experiences, objects, lies a rich context of deep serenity.

So my universe of experience does not exist as solid objects out there but as a melange of intangible objects in this conscious place/space/event that is created by my physical existence.