Doorway

The doorway into life's real wonder had been open and then closed, and i was left with an awareness of loss. The pain of consciousness reminds me that i am separate from oneness. I became like the reed torn from the reed bed, whose music is full of longing for the "Source". I long to go Home, back to where i belong, and this longing takes me on the most mysterious and demanding of journeys, the pilgrimage of the soul. On this journey the world that most people call their home becomes a painful place of separation, a world of illusion (dream, somebodiness, domestication, grounded-ness) in which the face of the Beloved is veiled. And yet, at the same time there is the hidden secret that this world is also God. Everything is He! There is, this and that, there and here. Everything is Him!!

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