found myself talking to the mirror today. who is that man looking back at me through the glass? I murmured realizing that once again I have to admit that who I am on the outside, this flesh and bone is so quite an stranger to my spirit. It is almost as if I the Spirit was put in this prison, this mold and was told that I need to learn somethings whether I the spirit wanted to or not. The problem most of us run into is that we do mistake the one in the mirror for the real self and thereby loose all touch with the true self within. When this mold is all dust in the end, how would I then see my true self? I have to keep reminding me through you that I am not this vehicle by which my self gets around.
LEGACY OF A JOURNEY
LOOK WHO IS? Salaam(peace children); What does the sparrow say to Spring in the air? when will my children see unity in face of all separateness? When the time is right, only then will the true seeker see, even with the same eyes which hitherto were unable to do so. Ripen apples fall freely from the tree no reason to hold on to the old life once I was an unripen fruit once I had visions of grandeur and magnificence! Ahhh....how fools rush in where wise men will not enter. Be ever so like the river flowing, not clinging free from the form free from the pain forms contain always seeking the WAY HOME! From morning until night fall that is all THAT IS ALL ONLY GOD ALWAYS GOD ALL GOD ALONE GOD ONLY
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