The heart 💗 of the matter.
I have never in fact, encountered a thought.
I know I am supposed to and yet, in my experience, I am unable to find a thought.
Wherever and whenever I look, I only find I.
When I consider the thought: I love cardinals
I cannot find this thought.
I only find I
And yet, I love cardinals.
But that goes way beyond what we call a thought.
It goes to the heart 💜 of the matter.
One could say that I/awareness takes the form of thought, perception, sensation without ever becoming anything.
It remains as it is.
The reality of universal being.