A heavenly moment

In neither being distracted from, nor suppressing, nor considering, nor attributing (judging/categorising) but simply experiencing, simply receiving the flavour, the delicate aroma of the Camomile Tea, I am surrounded by it. It infuses me and fills me.

With no self to reference, to wonder how I appear to others, no thought of whether this is appropriate or not, whether or not it fits into a style or mode, there is simply the beingness of the experiencing.

This is nibbana, the highest bliss, perfect coolness, unattached.

camomile

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