I think one of the problems with meditation is this problem of ‘nothing’. One hovers on the verge. There is no progression of thoughts, or feelings. Awareness of breathing and counting of breaths becomes a featureless desert – no sky, no horizon, nothing but a timeless expanse stretching before and behind. I feel that somewhere there must be a boundary, a wall with a door leading through to… what? According to Nishitani the relative nothingness of the desert, nihility, is grounded in the absolute nothingness of sunyata. According the Christian mystics, the desert, or the dark night, leads to union. The two views of the outcome seem very different but since they are both talking about an experience of transcendence, by definition ineffable, it is possible they are not.

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