Edge

The Master has come to assure you that you will not be in danger if you fall. Fall endlessly into repose. Repose in the groundlessness of your own Being. No one will catch you.

This “No One” is God, so near, so attentive. Can you think of a better name? Just keep falling. Plummeting into the abyss with no hope of ever touching bottom is called Ananda, the unimpeded perpetual expansion of bliss in the space of your heart, which encircles the galaxies.

 

Give up your study of esoteric paths. There is only one message from all Masters: "Don't worry." Primordial anxiety shaped your mind in the birth canal. Original Fear is not a memory in your mind: it is your mind.

"There is something wrong, I am in danger." No labor of thought can overcome this anxiety. If you want to drop anxiety, drop the mind.

To dissolve the mind is meditation. Changing your mind is difficult. Dissolving your mind is easy.  You did not come here to think. You came to love.

 

The bridge from fear to love is the grace of the Guru. The sign? In his presence all your questions disappear. You are stunned into silence.

 

Who is your Guru? The one who takes your hand and leads you across the bridge of this breath, to the edge of love's abyss, and whispers, "Jump!"