The Final Instruction - In Ten Breaths

Don't go looking  for,
Stay with looking at ...

Resist the temptation to seek more
Simply rest in what is directly before you.

Breath in ... see it, look and see it,
then, when seen ... no more.

Breath in ... new, fresh, clear ... This moment ...
Again, the only practice if we can call it such, is:
Look and see ... once seen, let the ripples of what has been seen dissipate ... then ... again:

Breath in .... see it, look and see it, nothing more, nothing else ...
simply This, just as it is, from this moment.
Be sure, if truly seen, it will radiate with brilliance, there's no mistaking the truth, the real ...
for the untruth, the unreal.
You will know when it's true, it will radiate authenticity ... So ...

Breath in ... what do you see?
A joy lies in each attempt at describing the indescribable.
Every attempt fails completely, yet .... undeniably, here it is, right before you ... how clear, how pure, how real, how true ... and once again:

Breath in ... Look and see ... a billion lifetimes embraced by this moment.
Every breath ever breathed, in this moment, breathed as this moment.
You have it all ... absolutely all of it!
It's yours ... see it, and you are free with every breath.

Breath in ... Look and see ... sweet surrender, that's all that's possible here ...
and this of course is not an act of doing, an act of will ...
Surrender is your true ground of Being - This you are!
So resist any temptation to take it further ...
You are here, you are awake, you are free ... Look and see.

Breath in ... Look and see ... the final instruction.

Breath in ... Look and see.

Breath in ... Look and see

Breath in ... 

Hidden Right Here

You reached down
The branch moved, just a bit,
I did notice ...
I looked, and heard you whisper
Isn’t it always like this?
In the most unsuspecting moments
You pull me out of my reverie
And here You are before me
Right in the middle of it all.
And I’m always taken by surprise
Hidden right here, right before my eyes.
You reveal Yourself once again
As The most ordinary yet ...
The most beautiful
How extraordinary.

Water Falls

Water falls ...
Rock climbs ...
Mind sits ...
Breath breathes ...
Pen moves ...
I think ...
Who
Am I ?

Emptiness stuns ...
Mirror calls ...
Water falls ...

Sacro Monte ... In This Very Breath

Every breath is God's breath whether we breathe it consciously or not. So, with each breath we find this gift, this profound opportunity to be with the Presence, to participate in the "seeing" through these very eyes, through God's eyes.
There comes a moment when there's nothing left to do but to make oneself clear and available to what is already taking place, to let that which God sees, be that which we see.
There's a sweet joy in this that is absolute and incomparable ... it's the gift that is waiting to be received, with each breath. When seen through these eyes, God's eyes, everything is charged with a dynamic stillness filled with purpose. Nothing needs to be done necessarily yet, doing will naturally and effortlessly follow ... and all that we actually do, becomes God's work ... Suddenly the most menial task or supposedly insignificant event is witnessed in the expanded awakened awareness that always accompanies this sacred seeing, and the emptiness that may once have  been experienced as nihilism when seen only through the limited lens of the human condition, becomes the emptiness that gives space to the rich fullness and completeness of the Divine, of God Itself.
When we suffer, we have forgotten how to look. The simple reminder, is the rediscovery in each breath that God is here ... in this very breath ... this one, right here.
For now, don't worry about any future breaths, simply come back in to this breath, for this breath is the only one that is real ... Slow down ... let the sanctity of this inhale be full and complete ... follow the breath right to the top of the inhale ... and at this point watch carefully and sit in this most
precious juncture ... and as if standing at the top of a mountain ... simply pause and take in the vast panoramic vista ... witness your surrounds in the depth and clarity being offered from this vantage point ... and watch as the emptiness gently transforms into what it truly is ... God's fullness, God's completeness.
Now ... gently follow the out breath right to the bottom of the mountain. Once back down, simply allow for the ascension of the  in breath to take place .... watch carefully, and as you look through these eyes, God's eyes, for this breath only, allow for the glories of Heaven to come into view, for this breath only ... reach the summit, pause, look, listen ... and in deep gratitude: allow, simply allow this sacred immersion  to be the encounter with the Divine that it truly is.
Every time you remember, let the ascent ... the pause ... and the descent  be witnessed.
With each breath, you will deepen your appreciation for how very sacred this life truly is, lived and witnessed through these eyes, through God's eyes in this very breath.

"To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work."

- Mary Oliver

Could Anything Be Sweeter Than This?

Could anything be sweeter than this? Looking out I feel the joy of these sacred gardens (Chinese Friendship Gardens) right in the heart of crazy whirling Sydney ... an oasis of serenity and stillness ... everything reflecting God’s presence ... right in the middle of this endless pursuit of more and bigger lies this conscious expression of the divine ... tasting the delicate flavours of the French Earl Grey I am sipping, I savour the subtle the delights of this perfumed blend of bergamot, apricot, mango, cornflowers, rose and tea leaves ... delicately combined to open the heart and uplift the spirit ... beautifully complimenting the soft view before me. As I’m sitting here, a gentle heart is serenading the keys with a sweet jazz melody that blends beautifully with the texture of the moment.
“This moment” loves to be loved ... life loves to be loved.
As I drink it all in I am reminded of the line from one of John Lennon’s more obscure songs, Intuition ... wonderful words of appreciation for the moment: “I confirm an old suspicion , it’s good to be alive.”
As the weeping willow sways gently to the breeze, eloquently arched over the lotus pond before me, that “sneaking old suspicion” seeps deeper and deeper into my heart.
Gobsmacked ... dumbfounded ... absolutely astonished ... God’s forever outpouring can never be touched by words, yet we keep forever trying ... and there’s such joy even in the trying ... these words are like shadows trying to frame the light ... fingers forever pointing at the moon ... none ever getting closer yet here it is ... in all its glory, in all its splendour, radiating suchness, isness and beingness ... always and forever.

The Quail in the Fields of Spring

 

You came to me the other night to remind me of the importance of caring and connection. You sat quietly in that precious space of pure being … interbeing. And I sat quietly with you, mostly in silence and stillness.

You gently reminded me that one of the primary awakenings on the path was to the Self.

“When this Self is realised,” you whispered, “vast, eternal surrounds reveal themselves as our ground of being. And in this, as this, from this … immense love always dwells and flows.

“And from its outpouring we awaken to our own innate and ever abiding freedom …. The spiritual liberation of the Self, the Soul, the Jivan Mukta.”

As we sat together in the vast, gentle and sweet silence, I was reminded that on entering this life, we come in with a vision, a mission and a plan. Our days are truly numbered, yet, each one a stepping stone deeper, closer, clearer … moving us back into that which we have now realised ourselves to be. And from this, looking out into the world and trusting that all we really came to do was to love.

Sitting together, in this new way, I feel deeply loved, deeply protected and cared for and deeply connected to the God that creates and dis-creates all things.

Sitting here, you have reminded me that yes, I am eternal, but my days in this life are truly numbered. A sobering reminder to be with each day, as they will quickly pass.

I take a deep breath in and allow my heart to listen for the whispers and in the silence, three instructions arrive:

1.       Be “with” each moment. Sit in “my” presence, know that I am here with you always, and be “in” each moment, allowing it to reveal the purity of being that it always contains.

2.       Share the gifts you receive. Your life is yours to live as you choose and in it, infinite opportunities will arise to share the Presence that is the only constancy. Open up to the truth that no matter where you are or what you do – love dwells here.

3.       Live as the Self. Liberation asks only one thing of us – to live authentically, with courage to be who we really are, to live as THIS. And to remember, that every breath is another doorway in ... and out. Always come back to THIS and freedom is eternally yours.

 

Rumi reminds us:

“Come and be Love’s willing slave, for Love’s slavery will save you. Forsake the slavery of this world and take up Love’s sweet service.

“The free, the world enslaves, but to slaves Love grants freedom. I crave release from this world like a bird from its egg; free me from this shell that clings. As from the grave, grant me new life.

“O Love, be as the quail in the free fields of spring, wildly singing its song of Joy!”

 

It’s all Sacred

It’s all sacred. When it’s realised that without is within, it’s realised that it’s all made out of the very same fabric of creation or God’s Presence as consciousness. When it’s seen that everything that arises within your consciousness is being created out of the very same living divine Presence … it’s all seen as being equal. No object is better or worse, higher or lower, more or less … it’s all sacred because it’s all the presence of the Divine, arising within consciousness.

There is no outside and in truth no inside too … it’s all simply emptiness filled with divine love … the natural, clear, open spacious awareness of the heart.  If all and everything is naturally arising in consciousness, as consciousness then how can one arising be better or more real or more pure than another? If it’s all created out of the very same substance … this love of God?

This realisation is transparent … it cannot be seen, yet sits as Truth within each miraculous moment … every arising, every new encounter … simply God meeting God … Life meeting life … Love meeting love.

In this view, as this view, there’s no striving to locate it, there’s no seeking the elusive other state of perfection, enlightenment if you will … because everything is This … Everything … absolutely everything.

So, nothing exists outside of consciousness, nothing ever has, nothing ever will. Because it’s all simply Self manifesting as other for the sake of seeing self and other as One.

When it’s seen, when it’s clearly seen and realised … Each moment is revealed as another encounter with the Divine … fresh, new, clear, true and real.

No judgment … no higher or lower seeing, simply seeing it as part of one’s own true nature, one’s own fabric of being … this is love.

And, now the great adventure truly begins. As the love of the heart has now revealed its own presence as life itself, within one’s own consciousness, there’s only this continued seeing of the Divine presenting Itself as new form … within each moment. How can it not all be sacred? Everything … absolutely everything is sacred because it’s all the One revealing Itself through the many. Not “out there” … not “in here”  … but simply the Eternal Vastness that is the only field of consciousness, right before our very eyes. Everything …. Absolutely everything is sacred.

Your thoughts are not you

But are made out of you.

Your thoughts are your creations

And you can dance with them.

But be careful not to lose yourself in them.

Your thoughts, all of them

Good, bad or in between.

All of them are not you

But they are made out of you.

You can look at the miracle of their existence

Dancing mysteriously in the sun.

Or you can become them for a while.

But, know that your thoughts are not you.

They are made out of you.

What a dance this can be

this sacred dance of Clear Seeing.

You, reflected in these ephemeral bubbles of Light.

Learn to dance with them.

Do not desire them, do not fear them.

They are simply bubbles of “You-nesss”.

See these thoughts for what they truly are …

Miraculous outpourings of spontaneous

reflections of God’s Light.

They dwell here for a while …

They were birthed in you, they took their breath from you

and they will die their own natural death in you.

Know this: Your thoughts are not you.

They are made out of you.

Your thoughts are not you.

Everything is Music

Our whole life truly is a song … one endless melody sung with the heart.

Each year, each month, each day, each moment … is a part of this song we have come here to sing. And this sweet Heart song, holding both the pleasure and the pain, the good and the bad, the highs and the lows … all of it, absolutely all of it, is part of this divine manifesting. And, we aren’t simply practicing to sing it … we are actually singing this song with every breath we take.

In all its mystery, the events in our lives can, at times, appear as chaotic and seemingly without rhyme or reason, without purpose, yet …  in every moment, we are actually playing each note of the eternal melody. This Heart song is this very life we are living, this life … from beginning to end, filled with days of connection and disconnection, knowing and confusion … all following the natural blueprint that our hearts were birthed with when we entered these bodies in this lifetime.

So, how is your song sounding today?

If joyous … good.

If not … fine.

Practicing the Way of the Third Patriarch is actually a beautiful Heartsong in itself:

If you wish to see the truth

then hold no opinions for or against anything.

To set up what you like against what you dislike

is the disease of the mind.

When the deep meaning of things is not understood,

the mind’s essential peace is disturbed to no avail.


The Way is perfect like vast space

where nothing is lacking and nothing in excess.

Indeed, it is due to our choosing to accept or reject

that we do not see the true nature of things.

If we step back a bit and attune to the currents that flow through us in our daily lives, we meet the possibility of discovering that just where we are … Joy is available. In fact, this Joy is the “true nature of things” … the very music that sings through us moment by moment. It’s our true essence and if we make the time, the music in our hearts can be heard and will raise us Home.

Here’s Rumi’s invitation to listen with the ear of the Heart:

We have fallen into the place
where everything is music.

The strumming and the flute notes
rise into the atmosphere,
and if the whole world's harp
should burn up,
there will still be hidden instruments
playing, playing 

This singing art
is sea foam.
The graceful movements
come from a pearl
somewhere
on the ocean floor.

Poems reach up like spindrift
and the edge of driftwood
along the beach
wanting, wanting

They derive from a slow
and powerful root
that we cannot see.

Stop the words now.
Open the window
in the centre of your chest,
and let the spirits fly
in and out!

And so this is Christmas ...

OK … here we all are, the season for giving and receiving is upon us once again.

So, what’s it like this time of year for you? Are you happy to be celebrating or do you question its relevance or significance these days?

It’s actually the perfect time to relax and deepen into a fuller appreciation for what is real and true by listening to all that’s being offered. In his beautiful book “Seven Thousand Ways to Listen” Mark Nepo offers just this, the infinite ways we can allow the world to touch us and move through us by listening with all our being.

“Deep listening,” Nepo says, “is a form of gifted receiving.”

And isn’t this so? We usually feel at our lightest, we feel the most inspired, aligned and attuned when we are at one with That which whispers through our hearts. When we listen in this way everything makes sense and feels perfect just as it is. This could also be called the “Gift of Presence”, and whenever it presents itself in our lives we always feel blessed and grateful.

As we go about our Christmas and New Year’s celebrating, we could take this as another opportunity to dive a little deeper in the company of loved ones around us. Instead of simply gifting presents we could offer our own presence, making ourselves more available to all our family and friends. Surely this is what these gatherings are really all about.

And, there’s also that after effect that happens when all the celebrating ends. Here lies another opportunity to deepen. Instead of getting caught in the collective dullness hangover, wondering what all the fuss was about, we can simply sit with what is and allow the call to our next cycle of growth to meet us in our listening.

And, it’s good to remember that it’s all a gift of giving and receiving, every single breath we take is a gift. Remembering this gives us the willing heart to move forward no matter how life appears or presents itself.

In conclusion, here’s Nepo again:

Let the gifts stitch or cut the web

Let what needs to come together or break apart

Come together or break apart.

Let the miracles, even the ones we don’t want or see, unfold.

...

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Only the Love is Real

Only the love is real ... When everything else drops away, through either willingly letting go or through having it forcefully taken away from us, all that remains is the love ... Pure, clear, constant, ever-present, joyous, precious ... So very precious.

No matter what story we carry, how good or bad everything feels ... Behind it, at the back of it all is this perfect love.

As we get older, the stories we harbour may become more ingrained but if we dare to step back from them for a moment ... We easily see that it's the love that allows them to be.

My mum has dementia. She cuts and pastes together memories of moments in her life that have made an impact on her. Every time the story is retold, it's a little different, she adds another piece from another place and time in her life, creating a "new" mind-loop to be caught up in. Then as soon as she's had her fill, of laughter and of tears ... She slows down and stills back into the emptiness ... And ... The love is there. The truth of her is this love ... The truth of  us all is this love.

Watching my mother slowly lose her mind reveals to me how we all operate ... We too cut and paste the thoughts and feelings of our past and create a "memory" across the screen of the moment. It feels so very real, so very true ... But it's just as unreal as my mother's dementia fantasies ... The only difference being that we believe our "cut and paste" jobs are more sane or coherent somehow. But, it's all a story ... A creation that spellbinds us too.
...

If seen through we will be free to simply allow the love to shine through, as it always does anyway.
This is our purpose here, to dream our dreams, cut and paste our memories, then see clearly once and for all that's all we've ever been doing ... And catch a glimpse of the love that is left ... The only thing that is real and eternal. And if that glimpse is profound enough, it will continue to awaken our hearts, right through to the very last breath we take ... Where only the love will remain.
Only the love ...that's all there ever is, was , or will be.

Only the love ...

Playing Inner Scrabble

In a dream  the other night I was playing a game of “Inner Scrabble” with a small group of people. We had all picked our seven letters, then arranged them into words. This was similar to the normal game of Scrabble, but we didn’t win or lose by the word score, but by the word’s true worth, it’s meaning … and everyone could be a winner.

One person in the group complained that they had a bad batch of letters … “You picked them,” I said. “But you can exchange them for another set if you want to.”

Life’s a bit like this: A bunch of letters drop into our world … we can choose another set, or we can settle for what’s arrived, making the most of it. No matter, it’s ultimately up to us to creatively arrange the chosen letters into words … these words become thoughts …which then become actions … which we then experience as our karmic journeys … our very lives.

We can work with the first set that pops up and create wonderful lives … if we learn how to live … or we can keep forever trying to get a better set, a more perfect set of letters.

But, it’s not the letters, but how we arrange them that counts. Sometimes, a “bad” batch can create miraculous results … winning right through our lives. At other times a “good” batch can deliver one misery after another.

It’s not about the letters, it’s how we arrange them that counts.

So, here we go … let’s say you pick the letters “V” … “I” … “L”... “E”…

What would you make out of this set?

1.       Vile?

2.       Evil?

3.       Veil?

4.       Live?

Same 4 letters … such different outcomes.

So then you receive the letters “G” and “O” …

Add these to the letters above and see where it takes you … I’d take it here: LOVING,

with a letter “E” left over to become whatever it chooses to be.

If a “B” happens to show up, you are home.

Be Loving …

We create it all.


PS Did you notice that I didn't pick the letter "N" above? Ah ... no matter, I didn't either until after I wrote this. Again, it just  goes to show ... It's not about the letters or how many, but how we arrange them.

Simply See

 

See the one you’re with. Do this today if loving them is a challenge for you right now. You know, what isn’t lovable is not that one before you, it’s your image of them that obstructs the truth and beauty of what’s right in front of us.

This “seeing” is not done by the eyes but the eyes can help. If you breathe in, relax and drop back in to the chest where breathing starts and ends, there you’ll find a secret seeing. It’s always there but not always noticed. When we drop back into this, our whole body begins to “see”, not just the eyes but every cell in our being becomes an “eye”.

Sit in this by being here and simply breathe … Now let this be a felt experience. Encounter what is happening from here … you’ll quickly notice the perfection that surrounds you and fills you. As you look around, begin with the sounds you hear … this is the pulsation of Presence, reverberating in you and around you … feel into it with this “seeing”.

Rumi reminds us to “listen with the ear of the Heart” … this is the “seeing” we are experiencing here. Sit in this and let the atoms caress your ears. You’ll notice with the felt sensation that the stillness that begins to establish itself emanates a sweet inner sound … a soft almost imperceptible whoosh or hum … let this inner sound sweep through you as you look and listen.

Notice how the atmosphere shifts … every little sound and sight feels so right and so perfect. This is pure Heart Song. 

Now, take note of this Beingness you are immersed in.

This never really leaves you. This is always here, it’s simply a matter of taking the time to “see” this.

The next step is an important and powerful one. When the one you are with comes near you now, drop back into this and “see” them. Try it, simply “see” them, and see what happens in this seeing.

Try it today and watch your life transform.

The Only Thing we Need to Do

“The only thing we need to do is be.”

-Lao Tzu

 

Do … do … do … driven by doing. Not just outer doing, but inner doing too. The mind is constantly in overdrive to do, looking for the next thing to do now, or to put on our “To Do” list for later.

This constant scurry of activity or “movement of the mind” is the driving force in most people’s lives, and creates all our suffering.

Making time for “being” can be challenging as we try to carve space out of this constant drive to do. Yet, in truth, it’s the only real necessity. The only thing we really need to do is to be, as Lao Tzu said all those hundreds of years ago.

If we stop for a moment, most of us find it difficult to stay in the “not-doing” placeless place of being for very long. As soon as the next thought arises, usually about something that needs doing or we desire to do, we immediately get caught in its stickiness and mindlessly, unquestioningly go forward to do its bidding.

How often do you find yourself in that place that could be a relaxing into emptiness, into simply being, and fill it with the seeking out what to do next, or what to do now. How about just being? For most, easier said than done. There’s that word again … it’s a slave driver, constantly demanding our attention: Do … do … do …

Try doing this: Sit down for 10 minutes. Not 30, not 20 … just 10 minutes. And with the intention to sit for the full 10 minutes.
As you sit in silence, you can “do” this: Watch your breath.

On the in breath think the thought “Let it happen”. On the out breath, think the thought “Let it go”. That’s it … that’s all you need to do in these 10 minutes. And, you may find it won’t be easy, but stay with it and keep bringing yourself back to the exercise.

As thoughts arise, your addiction to them will tempt you to follow them and drop the exercise. Watch carefully yet gently. Notice the desire to stop practicing … really see it, then simply continue, back into observing and “doing” the technique: On the in breath, “Let it happen” and on the out breath, “Let it go”.  You may come to the point of wanting to stop the practice once, twice, three times or more in the 10 minutes … simply take note, but keep going.

These 10 minutes may well be the most important 10 minutes in your life. By simply taking note of what is, watching carefully all our caught-upedness and addiction to thought, and simply “Let it happen” and “Let it go”. In fact, this exercise doesn’t need to stop after the 10 minutes. Take it out into your day and see what happens.

Breathe In … Let it happen
Breathe out … and let it go

Breathe In … Let it happen

Breathe out … and let it go

 

The only thing you need to do is be.

Freedom Is

The need to be free is really the ego feeling its own self-made entrapment. In truth, Freedom is.

Freedom is our own true nature … as Unconditioned Awareness, there is no movement into or away from This, this that we always are and always will be. The only movement “towards” or “away” from This, takes place in our minds. Our thoughts, our feelings, our emotions, our sensations … all simply happen, yet the pull “for” or “against” them is what creates and perpetuates the semblance of separation, the split that is the need to go towards or away from something else, something other than what is, ultimately the movement away from This … and that’s why we suffer.

Freedom is. These two words speak volumes about truth, reality and suffering. As soon as our attention falls into identification with our thoughts, we lose ourselves yet again in the egoic trance that holds 99% of humanity captive.

It’s subtle … yet, it’s also very simple: Freedom is.

It’s not a constructed or created form of freedom but the actual Free Beingness that allows for all of life to continue to live and evolve.

This innate freedom is the very fabric of life itself, it’s the backdrop of life and it’s also the foreground. It’s all this very same one Freedom, breathing Itself into each moment, being each moment … allowing all of creation to pulsate, expand, contract and express and be.

Yet, something so constant, so present and so readily available is so very easily overlooked. Why and how?
Our inability to recognise what’s actually happening  keeps us captive and spellbound in our heads.

The truth is, free we are … vast, eternal, pure, clear, loving and so very real ... just as we are.

This … This … This … This one 4 letter word points to This that is.

If we let go, stop trying to hold It, stop trying to find It, stop trying to know It … This reveals Itself.

Freedom is … simply drop back in … not in movement, but in that simple allowing that calls us back to the Heart.

Here, all is clear. The Heart is the Infinite Eternal Spacious Beingness that simply is and simply allows … see This … Know This … Be This ...

Freedom is in This.

HeartDrop

HeartDrop. I stumbled into this word the other day, can't remember where.
HeartDrop ... I love the sound of it ... but what does it mean?
For me it describes the precious moments we allow ourselves to drop back into the Heart ... those moments of non-separation ... yes, the unconditioned awareness that is our natural state.
Each moment is in truth always already a HeartDrop whether we are aware of it or not ... becoming aware of it brings in the Joy that is already here, awaiting Its recognition.
The Heart sees ... the Heart feels ... the Heart tastes ... the Heart knows, but not in the same way as the mind.
The Heart is the ground of Being that holds all of life. It's the spaciousness that is vast and eternal, it's what is before thought lays claim to it, yet, mysteriously it's also the very essence of what thought is too.
This moment, just as it is, is always a HeartDrop.
HeartDrop is also the delicate droplet of bliss, of joy, of insight that gently flows out into our lives. These droplets are the pure essence of Being. These HeartDrops are the Love tears of the Divine ... both tears of joy and tears of sorrow that emanate from the very same source of stillness that sits right here, right where we are right now ... You are a HeartDrop.
One drop of purity that is equal to the Infinite ocean of Eternal Love that is Source ... God Itself. You are That. And there's no separating This from That ... no separation between This that you are from That.
When we drop back into our hearts a profound mystery instantly reveals itself. The little contracted, thought-constructed sense of self that inhabits our minds vanishes and the Vast, Infinite and Eternal Beingness that we truly are reveals Itself as the everpresent ground of constancy that we are. No questions ... no answers ... all is resolved in this HeartDrop.
The way back in to the Heart is not a long road, it's not complicated or difficult really ...but it does take courage and a willingness to consciously cease identifying ourselves in our memories.
When we stop believing the thoughts that construct the "little me" of separation, we give ourselves the space to drop back in ... to drop back down  ... to fall into grace, back into our Hearts.
How? Stop believing in the thoughts about "me" and "you" ... stop giving over our unconscious attention to the mind, and allow the miracle of This, just as It is to reveal Itself.
Do the HeartDrop and set youself free.
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