Wednesday, October 23, 2024

beloved








Are you looking for me?
I am in the next seat.
My shoulder is against yours.
 
You will not find me in the stupas,
not in Indian shrine rooms,
nor in synagogues,
nor in cathedrals:
not in masses,
nor kirtans,
not in legs winding around your own neck,
nor in eating nothing but vegetables.
 
When you really look for me,
you will see me instantly —
you will find me in the tiniest house of time.
 
Kabir says: Student, tell me, what is God?
He is the breath inside the breath.


—Kabir

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All of you is holy. 
You are already more and less than whatever you can know. 
Breathe out, look in, let go. 

—John Welwood



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thank you
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