In Mahayana Buddhism we often talk of the Dharmakaya, the universal body of the Buddha.
The faith that all beings are the body of the Buddha.
At first blush, we’re inclined to explain this away as a convenient metaphor to explain unity and differentiation.
It seems a faith that’s quaintly out of time.
If we touch another person, at first we just simply experience their surface.
If we continue that touch, a still touch in a spirit of openness, curiosity and love, we gradually get to feel the depth of that person. And feeling the depth of that person, we also feel the depth of ourself.
In this sense when we are practising, we are held by the Body of the Buddha.
We are held, in this moment of practice, whether we are like a fractious baby, or a dreaming child, or a person caught in the fever of the self. We fall backwards into the depth of the self, and fall forwards into the depth of the world. Or rather, the self is like a narrow ledge, and whether forward or backward, we fall into the same space.
Being still is not the absence of movement, it is actualising this depth, this height
this held, this holding.