No-thing suckles everything...
Christian mystics called it Via Negativa, the way of negation. Advaitists in India called it Neti-Neti,' not that, not this. Buddha called it Sunya, emptiness.
In the Bhagavad Gita, Krishna says, 'Even Brahma the Creator returns to nothing.' In the first verses of Genesis, the Bible declares that the source of creation is 'tohu wa bohu,' formless and void. And modern physics shows us that the entire material universe arises in waves of immaterial energy, virtual fluctuations in a vacuum. Thus Leonardo Da Vinci explained the origin of creativity: 'Of all the great things we can discover, the greatest is nothing.'
True meditation is merging with creative no-thing-ness. Our consciousness dissolves into Absolute Silence. But the word 'absolute' is so dry, so philosophical. Sometimes we use the word 'void,' but that too seems lacking in life. How can the greatness of no-thing be described in a way that truly conveys its fullness, its creativity? It can't. But we can experience it, by grace.
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 All for a moment, and renew creation.
No-thing is the womb of the All-Mother. She is unfathomable Peace and unendurable Bliss. What cannot endure her? Our story, our past, our victim-role, our little 'me.'
What remains? The tidal wave of pure Existence, crashing over us as the wonder of the next moment.