 The Truth is…. absolutely… right now. Not a second to lose. Not a moments notice. Right now. Each breath contains it, but is not it. Literally right now. Literally more immediate than everything else. Nothing to dream. Nothing to conjure. Nothing to create. No practice, no becoming, no surrender. For how would you become… that which is already the case.
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 Presence
Breathing in presence I call this intimacy I call this love I call this purity of heart Presence This alive wonder This sacred simplicity This perfect connectivity I paint the ocean, you paint the see… I paint our love, I paint what I see… And in this final chapter… they set me free Thank you for this music… and this wondrous love Thank you for this life of pure pure wonder Hari Om Tat Sat |
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