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The Price

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My Teacher said,  "I am in the business of selling gazes. The price is your heart,  but if you have nothing in the bank,    the penny of wonder in your eye is enough." Foolish as it seemed, I gave him everything and purchased emptiness. Friend, this is real business. With a single glance you sell  stars and galaxies, buying nothing in return. Thus you become rich. A mysterious transaction between  two overflowing voids, I and Thou. But how could there be more than  one?  And how could those who rest  in the gaze of grace be poor? If you understand this, you have invested  in the silence  of the rose. You've become a dust mote  of the unknown without circumference. When you breathe, stars tremble. You feel them burning behind your eyes. Friend, we are in orbit  around each other. Your center, me,  my center, you. And this majestic turning of all things  through all things is the great stillness. Photo from ...
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Morning

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Woke this morning in the Kingdom of the Golden Fur, my healing dog Emerson pressed against my spine. And I knew, not as belief but direct sensation, that each photon, each electron of matter is made out of sparkling awareness, and the space between them is love, just as the space between the galaxies is love, the same space, and there is no distance. All this space is in my body, and all a love so near it need not be breathed, for it is the ocean I drown in each moment. This love is both Self and Other, and there is nothing impersonal about it, perpetually flowering as a rose and coral splendor in my chest, gathering distant stars into my heartbeat, the heartbeat of the universe, which I can hear as the secret two-syllable name of the Friend.
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You Are Here

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Don’t be fooled by those pictures of the galaxy that point to a tiny dot and say, "You are here!" You’re much bigger than that. The galaxy is inside you. Your physiology is luminous with black holes.  The Milky Way flows up and down  your spine. Exhale through the sacrum into your planetary core. Inhale to your crown  and gently rest in the clear blue sky that is but a moment of your astonishment.  Your only boundaries are thoughts. Be the night within night. Touch the Moon, Venus, Jupiter with a silken ray of pure attention. Let your own beam lead you  to the distant world your grandmothers came from,  where you will return bearing  the bittersweet fruit of seven  times seventy lives. A glistening filament of death  threads jewels of awakening through each vertebra.  Everything depends on the rapture of ceaseless d...
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Start

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  Start with something small like breathing in the stars, holding trillions of them in your chest, to light up every atom in your body. Then breathe out, giving each a new name  and a deeper darkness, more space to polish with the beauty of fire. Let this exhalation caress the lake, the forest, the city, touching every heart, the heart of fur and feather as well as the human heart. Then move on to larger tasks,  like listening to a stranger  at the coffee shop, or smiling at a serious baby who rides backward in a grocery cart. Then get down  to the greatest work of all, healing the earth  with your naked toes.
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