Uradiance

     A profoundly simple instruction is re peated verbatim in the Shiva Sutras, the Vijnana Bhairava, and the Orthodox Christian Philokalia:  “rest the mind in the heart ."  The alchemy practiced by cats, Taoist masters, and breast-sated infants. There's no difference between purring, chanting "Om," or gurgling “Mama”   in the democracy of the heart. Y et it's really not a practice at all, but the surrender of practice, where doing yields to Being.     Rest the mind in the heart. If you want to stay safe, you might regard this as a method of relaxation or stress management. But if you are an adventurer, you'll let it be the portal to a New Creation. The Heart is not just a beating organ for aerating your blood, but a doorway.  At an ancient temple , you  could only pass over  the threshold after removing your shoes. Shoes represented the beliefs and assumptions covering pure consciousness. You had to remove the dust on your feet...

  God spoke to me this Sabbath morning, or maybe it was a hummingbird. This is what her invisible wings inscribed on the air. I don't want Union, I want Nearness. Love is Two melting into Zero, so much more than One. I need no philosophy, I need to play.  The world is not saved by your political opinion, arguing for or against. The world is saved by your blessing. And how do you bless? You smile, not from your lips, but from your chest. You breathe, knowing that everyone on earth is breathing this golden breath. By the way you walk, the way you sit, the way you recline, then rise to stand again before the faithful sun, the way you wield your grandfather's hoe, your grandmother's cup, you demonstrate to friend and foe the majesty of mere Being. Photo: Penn State University News

What will you do with the sky blue sapphire in your brow?  What will you do with the radiant pearl of grief and joy in your throat?  What will you do with the golden flower of the sun in your heart?  Walk gently over the earth, giving them away to everyone you meet.