The rhythm of love

To be who I am—to breathe from my heels, as Taoist master Chuang Tzu specified—it will be immediately helpful to relinquish past and future. Why? There’s no breath there. No rhythm.

The door to the heart

The door to the heart opens on the realization that the ground of our being, the essence of who we are, is formless. All else is congealed energy. “Our bodies are like prisons,” said Einstein, “and I look forward to be free, but I don’t speculate on what will happen to me. I live here now, and my responsibility is in this world now.”

The birth of beauty

Chaos and cosmos are dance partners. In the West, we refer to the law of opposites. In the East, the Sanskrit word samsara, is employed. The role of chaos is to trigger germination, an irruptive movement involving the utter destruction of an innocent casing.

Non-dual

We are not bodies in space. We’re the space in which bodies appear.

Briefly human

In our essence, we’re limitless, sky-sized, changeless and forever. The body, obviously, is time bound. Since the illimitable cannot be limited, we are in our essence not bodies. We’re spiritual beings temporarily enfleshed.