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Hello Beloved,
I want to touch the heart of the world and make it smile
– Charles de Lint –
And how is it that I touch the heart of the world?
I think that it’s as simple as this: rest into the me-ness of me.
Drop my seriousness.
Skip the drama and the idea that there is any time or place more exquisitely perfect than this moment. Especially when this particular moment appears to be fucked-up.
Hang out with the gurus who barely come up to my knees.
Rest my back against the faithfulness of the old saman tree.
Dance. Sing. Breathe deeply.
And as I write this I know that the “touching of the heart of the world” isn’t a doing touch at all; it’s opening to that me-ness I began with. Any efforting is contrived and moves me away from what is beautifully true: there is nothing to do.
SO, I invite the world to touch me, and I smile.
With love,
Sharon |
