Love that can bear no hatred is only hatred on a finer level. Freedom that cannot dwell with limitation is but a tyrant in disguise. Only that rest which remains in the midst of movement is the “peace that passeth understanding”.
What is it that holds life in all its contradictions, yet remains whole? What is that Yes that covers the world like rolling thunder and “maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust”?
Is it not the very ground we stand on? The space that holds everything beautiful, terrible, and absurd within us? That love that never recedes, that freedom immune to limitation, that peace beyond understanding—is it not you, reading these words?
May we find the source and rest,
Simeon
“We are one huge universe speaking and listening to itself.”
― Francis Lucille, The Perfume of Silence
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The Perfume of Silence by Francis Lucille
“[The realization of Oneness] means being constantly open to the possibility that we are like two flowers looking at each other from two different branches of the same tree, so that if we were to go deep enough inside to the trunk, we would realize that we are one. Just being open to this possibility will have a profound effect on your relationships and on your experience of the world.”
― Francis Lucille, The Perfume of Silence
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