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There is a rhythm to the Unfolding.
Just as the body breathes IN and OUT,
the flow sometimes gushes forth,
like a burst dam:
and sometimes it meanders slowly
through the backwaters of Being,
taking rest in a bottomless pool of silence.
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For many months, an impulse
from beyond the sense of me,
has produced a stream of writing,
as guidance for me to follow
on the path to dissolving the boundaries
between my self, the world
and the ‘beyond the beyond’
.
I feel a pause in the outpouring of wise words.
It is now time to reread, reflect and remember
and attempt to live them, to the fullest extent.
They are a gift of grace beyond measure,
freely given, for which I am deeply grateful.
The only response is to bow down
and embody them as my lived experience.
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Grace still flows but now it gifts silence.
I feel its gentle presence bringing stillness,
peace and contentment.
Nothing is missing, all has been given.
Maybe at some point the words will flow again.
In the meantime, I hope these glimpses
into the diamond may inspire others as they have me.