Guest guest Posted June 9, 2002 Report Share Posted June 9, 2002 Beloved Ones, Darling-Hearted Friends, >From the mouth of our Beautiful Mevlana come these wondrous whisperings from the Heart of Love, and this, this today, Sunday with Adyashanti, the Beautiful Zen teacher of my Beloved Dearest, well, it is here: You wreck my shop and my house and now my heart, but how can i run from what gives me life? i'm weary of personal worrying, in love with the art of madness! Tear open my shame and show the mystery. How much longer do i have to fret with self-restraint and fear? Friends, this is how it is: we are fringe sewn inside the lining of a robe. Soon we'll be loosened, the binding threads torn out. The beloved is a lion. We're the lame deer in his paws. Consider what choices we have! Acquiesce when the Friend says, Come into me. Let me show my face. You saw it once in pre-existence; now you want to be quickened and quickened again. We have been secretly fed from beyond space and time. That's why we look for something more than this. Love Unspeakable for my Beloved, i Say i Am You, So, Say I Am You, Mazie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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