Dave's Gong

Quantum Source ... Quantum World ... Quantum Void ... Quantum You!

Bill likens Soul to Light: supra radiant, all-knowing, pure emanation of Source. He says we may feel it in that nearly empty space of our bodies, aligned or not with one energy center or another. I take it that we’re hovering on the verge of creation.

This morning in soft winter light, I’m listening for birdsongs, thrilling to them, when neighbor Ancient Dave’s gong sounds across the valley floor up and down the dry river, resonating in the trees and down through root to soil to the rock feet of the mountains. I’m drawn into it myself, the silence of it.

Soul-light dissolves the sense powers. The mind-chatter disappears. What we seem to have now is a crackling invisible pot of Nothing.