THE SCENT OF RIPENING FRUIT
Isn’t amazing and quite mysterious, this tendency to take a stand, to defend a position?
Behind this defense, there is a feeling of vulnerability, a contraction that we resist. There is an old habit to retreat, to hide, to avoid facing what is.
What are we hiding from?
After all, I am myself and all with myself.
There is Intimately. It’s all me. You are Intimately within me, as me.
One breath. Seamless presence.
Single Beingness, Infinite minds.
We are like an orchard. Many trees but one scent.
The scent of ripening fruit
THE SCENT OF RIPENING FRUIT
Isn’t amazing and quite mysterious, this tendency to take a stand, to defend a position?
Behind this defense, there is a feeling of vulnerability, a contraction that we resist. There is an old habit to retreat, to hide, to avoid facing what is.
What are we hiding from?
After all, I am myself and all with myself.
There is Intimately. It’s all me. You are Intimately within me, as me.
One breath. Seamless presence.
Single Beingness, Infinite minds.
We are like an orchard. Many trees but one scent.
The scent of ripening fruit
