observations about nothing

becoming one with the experience
observing the wholeness of the situation
no doer, no action
just looking, just watching

I'm enjoying the various distractions I find myself involved with from day to day. As J observed earlier today, there's no real quality to the moment that makes it stand out amongst the others; absorbed in the moment each moment, time passes with no notable disruptions as we continue to observe its playing out in front of us.

Or whatever. I paraphrase dreadfully. I usually impart so much of my own viewpoint into my paraphrasing that I make everything everyone says sound like it came from me. I'm an egotistical maniac. I'm completely nutbar. I'm the

one leaf blowing in the breeze
one leaf floating across my window
one leaf sprouting from the bud
one leaf drinking up the sun

Also been having these fantastic visions of my new website. I've never created a single web page for anything, but I know exactly what I want it to look like. I figure that's the most important step. Discovering the content and thinking of its initial structure. Ahh...