Today I am, again, learning more about emptiness - about "reality." I found an audiobook at the library titled The Buddha's Noble Eightfold Path by Urgyen Sangharakshita.  I think I have passed over this book many times thinking I would not like it, but I was very wrong.  This is a great book (or maybe I'm in the right place at the right time for it. )

The thing that I feel I almost "saw" was the "emptiness of emptiness" the idea that there is nothing permanent, certain, or 'self existent' about anything - everything changes, everything is made up of something else, everything can be seen as good or bad.  Even this beautiful tree covered in ice can be seen as a threat to power lines, cars or people passing underneath as the wind blows large chunks of sharp, dense heavy ice in every direction.

No camera I own could capture how amazing they looked in "real life."