Don’t forget that clear vision doesn’t wears it.
Every undon knot releases joy.
Depending on how we identify, we will live in conflict or harmony.
Who am I? Better to first ask what I am.
When we overcome the fog of the personal gaze, the Unity of LIFE becomes evident to us in all fullness.
As long as it’s clinging on to this illusory identity, the “heap” believes that it was “born”… it’s afraid, because it believes that it will “die” when its fragile balance changes.
Isn’t it the myriad of lives
nothing but LIFE on the move?
When the drop stopped being ocean?