But in the last year of deep introspection and hundreds of hours of self-practice and self-reckoning, I have reached another conclusion. I cannot ignore the magic. it is written in the folds of each breath, every clear moment of attention, every careful and beautiful and compassionate action carried out in the name of yoga or meditation or mindfulness. It is the very reason why I continue to share this work. It moves me at my essence because it is, by its nature, founded in a profound exploration of who we all are. It is founded in magic.Read More
This is from Plum Village, the Monastery where the lineage of Thich Nhat Hanh is practiced. One of the more beautiful things I have read recently.
This body is not me, I am not caught in this body.
I am life without boundaries. I have never been born, and I shall never die.
Look at the ocean and the sky filled with stars, manifestations of my wondrous true mind.
Since before time, I have been free.
Birth and death are only doors through which we pass, sacred thresholds on our journey.
Birth and death are just a game of hide and seek.
So laugh with me,
hold my hand,
let us say goodbye,
say goodbye, to meet again soon.
We meet today.
We will meet again tomorrow.
We will meet at the source at every moment.
We meet each other in all forms of life.