Saturday, September 5, 2015
There is nothing more sacred than that
When the clothing of the conceptual is removed, your naked, translucent nature is revealed. As the light-strings of your robe are loosened knot by knot, everything you thought you knew about love is dissolved in front of your very eyes.
When the ground is removed from under the trance of separation, all that remains is your burning heart. There is nothing more alive than that. There is nothing more sacred than that.
Photo by Julien Balmer