Our awakening is just the acceptance of what is right in front of us, without flinching or wincing at the sight of blemishes or bald spots. In fact, the real nectar of this wisdom is contained within those perfect imperfections. Words can’t do it justice because the an...
From where I'm standing, it suddenly seems so clear.
Not clear like the clean up after an accident on the highway; the kind that removes the major obstacles and allows traffic to move along quickly.
But more like the kind of clear that exists at the heart of a de...
