#emptiness
The emperor of China asked a renowned Buddhist master if it would be possible to illustrate the nature of self in a visible way. In response, the master had a sixteen-sided room appointed with floor-to-ceiling mirrors that faced one another exactly. In the center he hung a candle aflame. When the emperor entered he could see the individual candle flame in thousands of forms, each of the mirrors extending it far into the distance. Then the master replaced the candle with a small crystal. The emperor could see the small crystal reflected again in every direction. When the master pointed closely at the crystal, the emperor could see the whole room of thousands of crystals reflected in each tiny facet of the crystal in the center. The master showed how the smallest particle contains the whole universe.
True emptiness is not empty, but contains all things. The mysterious and pregnant void creates and reflects all possibilities. From it arises our individuality, which can be discovered and developed, although never possessed or fixed. The self is held in no-self, as the candle flame is held in great emptiness.
-Jack Kornfield
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I dont like anything about me.
Not a single thing.
And sometimes it gets hard to breathe due to the intense hatred.
♤♤♤not mine♤♤♤
I just don’t understand how I can be so empty all the fucking time.
The worst sadness is the sudden one, the one that comes without a reason. Feeling the emptiness inside and not being able to fill it. Feeling so fragile that you die inside.
Does anyone sometimes cut to prove to themselves that your emotions are valid because you’ve been invalidated your whole life? Cause same.
