If we want to see, we have to see that we are not seeing. And then, we have to see what we are not seeing. We do that best by sitting quietly. Silence is the source of The Source, and the threshold to all seeing/knowing, doing/being. It all begins with silence, and proceeds from there in silence to silence-- because "The Tao that can be said is not the eternal Tao." What more can be said than "Sit quietly"? Just sit. And wait to see. See?
The Buddhists have a saying: "All is One." But they do not think it is all the same one. And it helps to be able to discern the differences between things. Salt is not sugar. Coffee is not corn meal. And we get along better in the world being able to recognize and appreciate the distinctions that create the tensions that allow life to exist. "Without contraries is no progression" (William Blake). We dance with contradiction all the way down. Speaking of dancing, there is no better symbol of two being one while remaining two than a couple dancing in perfect sync/rhythm/harmony. In the presence of that kind of oneness, we forget to breathe. The same applies to the pair, merged to the point of being inseparable, of complete opposites known as transcendence and immanence. Take anything. A shoelace. In the right kind of light, with the right kind of mood, and the right kind of perspective, which allows the right kind of perception (How we see produces/creates what we see), the shoelace-- and every other thing-- becomes "transparent to transcendence" (Joseph Campbell). Everything is a portkey, transporting us into the field of wonder, awe, amazement, fascination, reverence, veneration, worship, adoration, speechlessness, and we forget to breathe. The world is an optical illusion. Now we see it, now we don't. Now we do. Now we don't. Looking at anything reveals everything. Looking at everything conceals anything. Twoness is oneness. No, it's twoness. Is it oneness or twoness? Yes. It is both. At the same time. "So what?" you say. So at any moment in our life, we are a simple shift in perspective away from seeing the wonder of being able to see-- which transforms everything and opens us to the experience of the transcendence of immanence, of the immanence of transcendence, of the ineffable, unspeakable, irrefutable reality of the Numen at the heart of existence, and the very essence of life, flowing in and through all things, transforming everything and making all things new, like being high on mescaline all the time. "If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to us as it is-- infinite" (William Blake). We have no business saying anything until we see everything in this light, and then there are no words with which to say a thing.