where all grow,
from which all receive their nourishment,
and to which all return.
As long as we keep chasing light out there,
afraid of the dark within,
we'll remain in exile,
bound by myriad confusions.
There is a question with the power to liberate,
a question which if followed all the way through,
with devotion and courage,
carves a pathway home.
“Who am I?
or to what,
is this experience occurring?”
Here we find
that every idea of self
is an object of awareness.
Discover the subject.
To do so, we have to be willing to admit
the entirety of our ignorance,
to become intimate with all that we fear,
to forgive ourselves the suffering caused by misidentification,
and dissolve entirely into the void.
When we realize ourselves as no-thing
we meet the greatest relief.
And when, as that no-thing, we look out at the world,
we see ourselves everywhere,
all being one at last.
In this love we know that light is born in the dark,
movement in the unmoving,
sound in silence.
Here we are free to give
all that we are.