Deep Roots, Wide Branches

Wind, lightning, thunder

A tree in a hurricane

Resting in the eye


Fear is the very heart of fearlessness.

“Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.”

(Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet)

Real life comes in waves: waves and waves, cycles and starts.

Working on yourself can be incredibly lonely at times. It can be simultaneously a deep joy and great sorrow. We do not really know who we are. We look and find that we cannot find the truth anywhere but here.

Where there is Fear, there is Death. No death, no fear. No coming, no going. Hello, goodbye.

Grief is lost love. Wandering ~

We’re walking each other home.

Three responses to FEAR: (1) become embodied get grounded, (2) cultivate more faith than fear (“fear, no faith; faith, no fear”), (3) let go, give up.

Remember: No one gets out alive!

Remember: There is a body.

What resist persists. Existence is resistance. Resistance is the fire of tapasya. When we face directly that which unsettles us, we open ourselves to the good and the bad. Either way, right and wrong, high and low, more and less, here is this resistance, here is fear, doubt, anger, greed, righteousness, and so on. This is humanness. Whole-hearted existence.

S.E.L.F. (i.e. Sublime Energetic Liberation Formation).

Understanding is a career.

All together now:

Death certain; time unknown.

We simply do not know what a body is capable of.

Remember, remember… hello, goodbye… hello, goodbye…

Dharma is something we can rely on. Dharma is that which sustains us, that which supports us without fail. We take refuge in the teachings.

Boundaries and limits only exist in the relative minds of the mapmakers and the intellect that traces the Edge. To be beyond limitation requires a leap of faith. How can I rely on my own inner Truth?


Mantra:

(Hanuman Chalisa, chopai 22)

Saba sukha lahai tumhaaree sharanaa
Tuma rakshaka kaahu ko daranaa

“Within your shelter one enjoys all forms of happiness, under your protection there is no cause for fear.”

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Pan was born, is thinking, and will die. They use their/there/they’re pronouns. On occasion, they enjoy good company, good books, and good sleep. At other times, they wander between worlds in want of those. Understanding is their career. You can find them in the nearest space between the inhale and the exhale. If by chance we meet, here we are, and if by chance we don’t, so be it. May this be for the benefit of all living beings.

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