Well, it's done; after many weeks of (on and off) tending towards realization, my "thinking spoon" is finished. I hold it and its sense of presence melts like butter within the contours of my hand. The surfaces of wood and skin intermix and meld...
I haven't decided whether to call it a thought spoon or a thinking spoon... Its reason for being, or reason for having come into being, or the tendency of thought that has been there within its becoming, has been... thought and thinking...
But, thinking about it... "thought" is an abstract sort of conceptual sense of the "thing" the "it", whereas "thinking" evokes a sense of action... But what does that imply when the sole object of the process of holding my thought/thinking spoon is to reach a state of calmness that allows for all thought/thinking to disappear?
Maybe it should be called my not thinking spoon.
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