From a mass of bodies to the group mind to singular being, always
further, always inner, always a divergent evolution towards self-awareness.
A bright red cardinal suddenly appears amid the last faint
pellets of an April Fool's snowstorm.
I learned to love myself by loving others but I learned I am
by being myself. For one must love oneself before being oneself. A hermit song.
Seeing my projection as my always open always free
spontaneously-appearing ally and resource and not material source nor natural
enemy.
It’s kind of like the early Seventies, after working the
second shift at Western Electric, taking a midnight detour to Store 24 and
finding Agni.
Surrendering to non-doing, wu-wei, takes the awesome effort
of following intent, like dropping body-mind—
accept the transformation, butterfly, and act accordingly.
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