Stillness in Movement
The stillness
in stillness
is not
the real stillness
Only when
there is stillness
in movement
can the spiritual rhythm appear
which pervades
heaven and earth.
-TS’AL-KEN T’AN
The stillness
in stillness
is not
the real stillness
Only when
there is stillness
in movement
can the spiritual rhythm appear
which pervades
heaven and earth.
-TS’AL-KEN T’AN
This is how you change when you go to the orchard where the heart opens: you become fragrance and the light that burning oil gives off, long strands of grieving hair, lion and at the same time, gazelle. You’re walking alone without feet, as riverwater does. The taste of a wine that is bitter and…
LIVE letting go washing myself of the past allowing myself to be loved by the people who are really here in the present tense DREAM allowing myself to dream again and possibly understanding what love truly means for the first time in my life LOVE loving myself turning my compassion and benevolence to myself finally
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“Mom, why don’t you talk to John anymore? “Because he’s not my friend, Gigi. He lied to me about something really important. He’s not in my life.” “Well, I want him in my life. I’m gonna call him when I get my own phone. Please tell me you didn’t delete his number.” “Okay, I won’t…