Breakthrough.

[Guest guest]

The Way opens up when it seems the most narrow. Just as a

the glooming forest presses and hems most thickly at the

edge of a sunlit glade before it opens to the light. If the path

seems suddenly impenetrable, know that this is the herald of

an imminent breakthrough.

You have a relentless friend. A watchful angel of the soul

that has been appointed the business of undoing all your

business. When the view becomes too obscure, he will tear

down those structures of the mind that hold you hostage to

assumption. He has no interest in your beliefs, nor does he

sympathize with your endless intellectual pretences. He will

strike you dumb if you try to talk your way to God. It is his

compassion to crack your heart open, when the fabrications

of conceit encompass your horizon. Put your trust in his

hard mercy, he knows the way.

Be guided by your basic instinct, to survive the contrivances

of a false mortality. Follow the scent of the divine through

your self concealment. Yesterday you were a somebody.

You arose, and somebody brushed their teeth, thought their

idle thoughts, and went out into a world to be a something.

Do not make that mistake to day. Keep watching the one

who lives this life for you, and stay alert for signs of a real

life.

Love opens. It is the space you allow to be in the

architecture of this world. It is the essence, and that it why

it can become the liberation of any form that seems to

confine you. When a point of impasse, gets too dense, its

own heaviness becomes a prophecy of breakthrough. Wait

until the pattern of divination begins to reveal itself.

Stay hidden like an owl in your forest. When the clouds pass

from the face of the moon, there will be a moonlit trail, that

will point to the opening. Make no effort to fly through it,

for a sky door will fly open in the heart. You will have come

through to a new dawning, with a password that love alone

discloses. Another heavy star will have transfigured to

original radiance to light your way.

Love is always with child,

ever expectant.

Love gives of itself

that a cosmic child be reborn

in the breath of its spirit.

Salvation becomes each moment

this eternal child is awakened.

love

eric.

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[Guest guest]

This was exceptionally good, Eric!

Really liked the part where you said "love opens".

Thanks for opening here with us.

Glo

- ErcAshfrd (AT) aol (DOT) com

Harshasatsangh

Friday, October 12, 2001 7:18 AM

Breakthrough.

snipLove opens. It is the space you allow to be in the architecture of

this world. It is the essence, and that it why it can become the

liberation of any form that seems to confine you. When a point of

impasse, gets too dense, its own heaviness becomes a prophecy of

breakthrough. Wait until the pattern of divination begins to reveal

itself.