Christian mystics called it 'Via Negativa,' way of negation. The Vedantins of India called it 'Neti Neti,' not this, not this. Buddha called it 'Sunya,' emptiness.
Master artist Leonardo Da Vinci wrote, 'Of all the great things we can discover, the greatest is nothing.' Physics shows us that the entire material universe arises as waves of immaterial energy, virtual fluctuations in a vacuum. And in the Bhagavad Gita Krishna says, 'Even Brahma, the Creator, returns to nothing.'
When we are graced with a truly deep form of meditation, we dissolve into the Absolute. But this word is so dry, so philosophical. Sometimes we use the word Void, but that also sounds so lacking in life! How can it be described in a way that truly conveys the fullness of that womb? It can't.
By the grace of meditation, dissolve every form into the formless. Dissolve all thought into transcendental silence. Even for an instant, this tasteless nectar sweetens a whole day. Un-create for a moment, and renew creation.
The No-Thing is the womb of the All-Mother. She is unfathomable Peace and unendurable Bliss. What cannot endure in her? Our story of the past, our impoverished victimized 'me,' our insistence on being small.
What remains? A tidal wave of infinite Existence, crashing over us as the humble task of the next moment.