…meditative practice that is centered not on a relationship with God or self but with nothing in particular since there is no “self” to begin with.
Hah! How true.
I have returned to Bonaventure’s Itinerarium
franciscan-archive.org/bonaventura/opera/bon05295.html
It is pretty scholastic stuff and far removed from our own lingo… but what he is saying is that all things lead to God, from our external surroundings to our inner most self.
And the bottome line:
VII.4. Moreover in this transitus, if one be perfect, it is opportune that all intellectual activities be left behind, and the whole apex of affection be transferred and transformed into God. However this is mystical and most secret, because no one knows it, except him who accepts it, nor does he accept it unless he be one who desires it, nor does he desire it unless he be one whom the fire of the Holy Spirit, which Christ sent upon earth, inflames to the marrow of his bones. And for that reason the Apostle says, that this mystical wisdom has been revealed through the Holy Spirit.
Moreover if you seek, in what manner these things occur, interrogate grace, not doctrine, desire, not understanding; the groan of praying, not the study of reading; the spouse, not the teacher; God, not man, darkness, not brightness; not light, but the Fire totally inflaming, transferring one into God both by its excessive unctions and by its most ardent affections.
I think we let ourselves become too attached to our intellectual activities.
We seldom have the patience to sit there and wait for the Contemplation (contemplatio) – listening to God more quietly in the silence of our hearts. Listening, not speaking, exercising our pure awareness of God’s presence. And yet we all hunger for it.