Blazing Light, Love's Song

If it was said three years ago, who would have believed it?

But now, due to one’s own application off the cushion and on, maybe it will make sense.

It all comes down to two instructions. …

Coming to rest. What does that mean?

It will have many meanings, all arising out of the context in which one either comes to rest, pauses, enjoys an interlude, or is present enough for “the gap” to be evident. Yet, all of them will require something of the person: to relax, to be relaxed, to relax the mind, to let constrictions dissolve.

Slow, deliberate, aware.

It can be quite useful to ask oneself through the day “am I present? Here, now?”

Clarity. Simplicity. Breathe.

Life on Earth is a wonder; and when left alone is wondrous.

It’s a wonder that human beings are still killing each other, killing animals, and that harming other beings and the planet comes so easily.

It’s a wonder that kindness is so genuine, feels so right, makes everyone happy.

It’s a wonder that I am alive this moment, typing, breathing, thinking.

The sky is wondrous.

Breathing is a miracle. A shared, interdependent miracle.

Love is … beyond the words used for it, yet simple, simple being.