Close your eyes.
Sit comfortably somewhere of course.
Find something that your senses detect.
An example: The eyelids touching each other.
Imagine that your whole world is made of transparent clay. This clay makes everything and is not seen. This clay makes everything it wants. The things it makes appear to our senses.
Your clay creates the eyelids, the nerves that sense them touching each other and your same clay is the one who sees it all, from inside of itself.
Let’s say you hear a car on the road. Your clay is making it in this moment. Your clay is making the road. Your clay makes the sound. Your clay is making your ears and all their parts, right now.
What is this clay?
Why does it make these things?
Maybe out of curiosity? Out of the love of experiencing? Out of joy?
Playing like a baby?
Is it you?
Where does this clay come from?
Look back, from inside the clay, with your eyes closed.
I used to be a graphic designer and an illustrator. I became involved with the Chan Meditation Center and studied meditation and Buddhist knowledge with the late Master Sheng-yen from Taiwan. For twelve years I was in a process of deepening my meditation. I had many more experiences and insights and my life changed. After having illustrated more than 40 children’s books and writing two of them, I left this career too and went to New York University to study art therapy.