THERE IS ONLY
THE GREAT SILENT TAO CORE
OF ALL THAT IS
SUCH SILENCE IS THE ONLY REQUIREMENT
*ALL ELSE IS ABSOLUTE'S
*6:33 AM-7/10/17 - at surnise.
these words re: FOLLY Arose from soul...
While holding the coral heart formation and photographing....
It is being propagated that spirituality means contentment.
Contentment means you have contented yourself with what you have.
A spiritual person means he is unwilling to settle
for anything less than the Ultimate.
If he is joyfully discontent, he is dynamic.
He is a possibility all the time.
He won’t stay in one place.
It is a longing not to stop,
not to find a nest of comfort,
not to end up in a nook that is comfortable,
but to get onto the boiling main stream and go.
full article here:
As we take the risk of opening more,
we might discover that emotional vulnerability
is in fact the only response that makes any sort of sense
in a world that has gone a bit mad.
In this way,
we can re-contextualize and re-enchant
our emotional experience,
breathe new life into it
behold its sacredness.
to dance in that holy alchemical middle
between dissociation and fusion,
where we practice intimacy with the colorful display
while not losing touch with what we are
as the vast playground
in which all feeling comes and goes.
to explore its texture, its fragrance, its color,
its tingly felt sense …
we do not know if this miracle is unique to this star,
but we can wonder in awe
at the opportunity laid out before us.
we long to feel alive, to fully participate in our lives,
to no longer postpone fully being here:
to behold a sunset, to look into the eyes of our lover,
to hold our child, to fall to the ground in awe
at being given one more breath.
Before we know it, all of this will be gone,
it will vanish into the arms of the great weaver,
and this rare precious human birth will be over.
often comes with a condition,
though it can be very subtle.
Yes, more than anything I want to feel alive,
connected, and in intimate contact
with everything around … but only as long as it feels safe,
as long as I can take the known with me,
as long as I can know how it will all turn out,
and as long as I do not have to be too naked,
and too vulnerable.
In fact, they are the very same thing.
Vulnerability and aliveness are one,
and weaved of the same substance.
We can’t have one without the other,
it just doesn’t seem to work like that here.
Perhaps in another world.
It will not be revealed by way of an exhausting search.
It is hidden in the core of the tender,
the broken, the shaky, and the raw,
buried in a secret chamber inside you.
Live from there.