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When I Have Forgotten

When I Have Forgotten

The illusion of separation… When I have forgotten that I am not my egoI am not my pastI am not my storiesI am not my thoughtsI am not my emotionsI am not my personalityI am not my conditioningI am not my identifications… the slow flowing breath,its gentle touch...
There is Nothing to Achieve

There is Nothing to Achieve

We are enough… Nature shows me this: it just IS. The purpose of the flower is to be a flower. The purpose of the bird is to be a bird. The purpose of the tree is to be a tree… Naturally, without strain, the flower gives scents and colours, the bird offers...
We Cannot Go Into Nature

We Cannot Go Into Nature

Our Most Painful Illusion We cannot go into nature. We can remember that this is what we are. The ways we speak are so interesting. We say we are stuck in traffic, while we are the traffic. We say we live on earth, while we are born of her, made from her juices and...
Unveiled. What happens when…

Unveiled. What happens when…

…you lean into the howling wind and let Him blow your world wide open till all answers and questions are gone; …you stand with the tree and sense your own roots and trunk, branches and fruits; …you lie on the earth and feel kinship and belonging,...