To be partially opened is still to be closed. There is only one pure unconditional opening to the infinite, the Self opening to the Self in All.
Let the whole body open, let every cell open. Let every photon open and become Light. Let the bud be annihilated in the flower, like this hibiscus on my back porch, opening to the sun.
Nature is full of sacraments that hint about our fundamental blossoming, the blossoming of All into All. Whatever opens for a moment in time - a bud, a cocoon, a heart, a supernova, bouquet of wine in a crystal cup - re-capitulates what opens in eternity, now and forever.
Here is the trick of the trickster, who creates everything from nothing: this opening has always already happened! Our primordial liberation and release, which transpires in stillness, in immaculate silence, is the prior condition, the very space of our Being. Here is grace, that wherever we are, however fallen or broken, the boundless blossom has already happened at the heart of this moment. Before we "do" anything, let us repose in the Self.
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Yes, opening to the Infinity of the Self - which is opening *to* the Heart, to Love! What other opening could there be! :) Love the flower...
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