It feels like wrestling mind out of entanglement. Disengaging from the very wild horses of mind, taming them. Then keeping them still until they are so at peace that my effort can relax, that I can relax and just be.
Exerting effort to build new synapses, to establish pathways and when that path is cleared, walking is easy.
Be aware, awareness, not engaging in any concepts, no conceptual understanding. Form dissolves and awareness itself, clear and high like mountain air stands out. Engaging in nothing but clear awareness itself. This awareness, the substrate in which form arises.
Here it is seen how form appears in awareness. All form, appearing in awareness. All of existence. And I am this awareness. The father. The father and I are one. Made in his image. Awareness, the same awareness, just one awareness. And in it, all arises.
Conceptual mind can’t see it but I can. Tame the wild horses of mind to become so still that awareness itself can be “sensed”. It is just I.