Being Random Ramblings on the road to Who I Really Am, through Mind Forest to Awareness Fields, and a cordial invitation to anyone who recognises a landmark to sit and sup with me awhile in this little corner of Cyberville Inn, and share their journey from here to Here, from now to Now. Pull up a chair. You're welcome. There'll be dancing later:)
Sunday, 7 November 2010
I Thirst
There’s no quenching of the spiritual thirst.
It’s just that it disappears
when you see through the illusion
of a lack of intimacy with existence.
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