I have for you the memory of a kingdom where the Spirit is king. It reigns effortlessly as a flame spreads its light through space. Its power is infinite.
Just as we gladly leave behind our baggage to be able to board the plane, so we need to willingly leave behind our baggage, our attachments to the world, in order to enter a new reality.
The only liberating power is that of letting go, of making silence within oneself, of calming the tensions and demands of the ego in the serene recognition of their vanity, of their harmfulness.
I have for you the memory of a kingdom where the Spirit is king. It reigns effortlessly as a flame spreads its light through space. Its power is infinite.…
Just as we gladly leave behind our baggage to be able to board the plane, so we need to willingly leave behind our baggage, our attachments to the world, in order to enter a new reality.…
The only liberating power is that of letting go, of making silence within oneself, of calming the tensions and demands of the ego in the serene recognition of their vanity, of their harmfulness.…
