Floor Plan

We all have a spare room within us, a room that is rarely visited but felt all the more strongly because of its unfrequented emptiness.  It matters not whether we know of this spare room nor if we stumble upon it often, rarely or never at all.  It is still there, part of our structure, floor plan.  And inside this spare room, though empty, is where all communication happens.  It is, as if, this spare room is connected to all other spare rooms.  There is an instantaneous joining, a common nothing, stillness.  There is no staircase to this spare room, no obvious passage, but that doesn’t matter.  It is there.