In grade three, my teacher had a jar of jelly beans on her desk. On rare occasions, we were allowed to take two beans. I always took the pink beans.
I remember finding plastic toys in a hole in a large field. I left small apples as offerings to whoever left their toys behind. Thanks again.
I remember a large stone that was covered in pebbles. The pebbles could be easily pulled off. I tried to pull a pebble off of the large stone, but my mother warned me not to.
We noted earlier that the “natural light” is not the light of reason but the light of all things. What is here called “spiritual light” does not mean the light of the “soul” or the “spirit” in the ordinary sense of those words. It is rather a “samādhi of the Storehouse of the Great Light” out of which the light of all things (namely, the being itself of all things) is coming to our self in itself is the original and most elemental “middle,” we are pointing to nothing other than just this.
Nishitani Keiji, Religion and Nothingness