We adults tend to suck the fun out of things. We believe (oh, yes, it is a belief, not a fact) in our own seriousness and suffering. We dry up the wells of creativity with our preconceived expectations of how reality should be. The truth? We have literally no fucking clue why we’re here and what this…
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What is your capacity to sit in the liminal? What is your tolerance for waiting and listening for the ground swell? Mine is growing. Every day. I have been sitting in this bardo for years now. Listening. Deep surrender. Sometimes and often … Modulating between wanting for something to happen … And waiting for…
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