So, when is the leaf not part of the tree?
When are you not a part of me?
When is the day not the night?
When is the wrong not the right?
When is my question not my answer?
When is my stillness not my dancer?
When is my end not my beginning?
When is my living not my dying?
The figure and the ground
are inseparable,
interdependent,
mutually arising.
Only when reality is non-dual
can I know the Way. -jf
"The surest sign of a genius [I'd say peacemaker] is the ability to hold two disparate ideas in your hands at the same time, and learn from them both."
-A. Einstein.
The very notion of only two options (good or bad), shows how firmly the mind is bound to dualism.
