where the edges soften

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Awakening, like love, is not an achievement.
It is a blossoming of your own being.
Infinite.
Always here.
…..Chameli Ardagh

resisting that space of feeling ‘half asleep’ may be the finest work of living, yet the dogged complacency of the everyday veil can leave us broken-hearted…..may we know when to cast off ambiguity and without criticism, let it all fly through our lives…..

unto the world

solid ground below your feet

clouds swirling above, begging you to fly

Fire inside, keeping you alive

feel it burn

close your eyes.

Come as you are

the Universe is not your guide,

Come as you are

allow yourself to guide the Universe.

Come as you are

unto them

the others

the people around you who simply wish

to come as they are

unto you.

love them, believe in them, forgive them

Come as you are

unto them

wrap them in your arms and hold them

and in that moment, even if only for a second,

let yourself be held, too

Come as you are

unto them

love them and let them love you.

Come as you are

unto yourself

climb inside

your beautiful mind

make friends with the voices

you always try to hide

and forgive yourself for that thing

you’ve been holding on to for far too long.

Come as you are

unto yourself

and forget the rest

Let it be.

Come as you are.

…Macaile Hutt

trusting ineffable ground

Taking refuge in the Buddha means that we are willing to spend our life reconnecting with the quality of being continually awake. Every time we feel like taking refuge in a habitual means of escape, we take off more armor, undoing all the stuff that covers over our wisdom and our gentleness and our awake quality. We’re not trying to be something we aren’t; rather, we’re reconnecting with who we are. So when we say, ‘I take refuge in the Buddha,’ that means I take refuge in the courage and the potential of fearlessness, of removing all the armor that covers this awakeness of mine. I am awake; I will spend my life taking this armor off. Nobody else can take it off because nobody else knows where all the little locks are, nobody else knows where it’s sewed up tight, where it’s going to take a lot of work to get that particular iron thread untied. You have to do it alone……Pema Chodron

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