What if there isn’t a right way?

What if there isn’t a right way?

A right way to meditate, or to meditate at all. A right amount of time to sit quietly in front of the candle. Or whether to have a candle. To light it with matches or a lighter. The right thing to read. The right amount of reading each day. The right thing to write.

What if it’s just movement? What if it’s just action, or non-action? What if it’s just a pursuit of stillness, and what if stillness isn’t right, either?

What if a balloon gets loose and is drifting in the sky – is there a right way for it to go? Or is that pureness, lack of direction or intent, consciousness-free existence, and is that the right way to go?

If a drop of water flows in a river, is it flowing correctly? Does the river know? Who would tell it?

What if the decision of rightness was based on results? The correct result means the correct path was taken, but who judges correct?

What if there is just existing, and observation, and dreams of the past and future, and those don’t exist, either? Who or what is observing, being observed?

Would it be possible to simply dissolve into that unknowing, to let go absolutely, to cease to exist and simply flow into existence? Would that be right?

What if it’s all delusion, all imagined, none of it matters because it isn’t matter because there is no matter, so there are no problems or solutions or plans and results?

And what if all that is right, or not? Is the right path the one that leads there? What if there’s no path?

What if there is no right way, but only the way, or any way, or no way at all?