The dance between form and emptiness

The essence of rhythm is movement. If you stop and say 'this is it' you've lost it. There is no way that rhythm can be contained, no specific point in time in which it exists. It's a constant movement and it always exists in relation to what has gone before and where it is going.

Rhythm is like a river. It continuously flows. You can look at it and say "That is a river", but no part of the river can be said to be the river, and at no time is the river ever the same, other than in concept. It’s ‘is-ness’ exists in the mind alone.

This experience of life that seems to be a constant 'thing' is the same. It is a rhythm of energy, experience, information flowing and creating the form which is perceived as 'me' or 'you', but it is no different from a river, or a cloud, or a piece of music or the form of a whirlwind that exists, but at the same time has no inherent existence in and of itself.

It's all a dance..