An ant hurries along a threshing floor with its wheat grain, moving between huge stacks of wheat, not knowing the abundance all around. It thinks its one grain is all there is to love. So we choose a tiny seed to be devoted to. This body, one path or one teacher. Look wider and farther. The essence of every human being can see, and what that essence-eye takes in, the being becomes. Saturn. Solomon! The ocean pours through a jar, and you might say it swims inside the fish! This mystery gives peace to your longing and makes the road home home. ~Rumi
Posted on: Tue, 25 Jun 2013 11:23:40 +0000
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