To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand And eternity in an hour.   -William Blake Zen and the poets have been addressing presence for centuries.  What’s new is that everyone is paying attention to presence now, not just a handful of monks.  Presence lives outside of language so I find it hard to talk about.  Blake’s poem points to it brilliantly. Let me take a stab at it, too. You travel into Presence often, but perhaps you don’t fully grasp the importance of this.  …