I had a dream. Last night to be precise. It was long and complicated, but all that remains is the quantum of desire.
A box of promise, empty of fulfilment.
Come inside, I have exactly what you want.
Hang on, it’s empty.
Too late, it’s shut.
I know that is a little bit vague, hence the quantum.
Today was one of those days: when meditating is as natural as breathing, as natural as being, as natural as nature even. Entering into the heart of love I become the life of creation.
The first and the last
Message of life:
And you will never get.
This sums up much of my experience. What a breath of release; it is a lesson that bears endless repeating. Gone the bitter draft of being, welcome the laughter-life of seeing.