Ploughing the field of mind & staying with what arises; the worms, storms, demons and gods is MEDITATION

What comes let it come and go

Let go of the ownership

All are guests, resting within you for few seasons

There is no reason to cling

You own NOTHING not even the divine

You belong to NONE not even yourself

You are the NOTHINGNESS playing something for sometime

Being still in this knowing is WISDOM.