My god how beautiful the world is! If we can just extinguish our survival instinct and fear of death, accept pain objectively, "worry not" as Jesus said, and live in the moment, then the beauty and blessing of the world become apparent, blossom in our hearts. To wear the world as a loose garment is indeed the way to go, as a flowing silken garment of radiant color, to protect, to adorn, and in the end to be discarded when no longer needed. The world is here to teach and guide us, to attract us this way with its beauty, to nudge us that way with the pain, until we awaken into bliss. The ancient sages spoke of the supreme as "existence-knowledge-bliss." I can't think of a better replacement for today's very misconstrued and divisive word: "God." I think of these sages, who have been avatars of truth down through the millenia, and I have hope that as the world population has exploded over this same time, and our wars and weapons and tenuous social structures have ratcheted up the pressure, more and more of us will awaken to the avatar within. With the billions of people now on this planet, surely there are many budding or fully blossomed sages with us now. Let us pray that they leaven the bread before it burns to a crisp.
Needles glinting, sparkling, as a slight wind ripples through a southern pine. The pine needles are of this so-called "material world." So are the sunshine and the wind. But the glinting and sparkling, that is me.
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