Sometimes my bow is the empty wind on a barren planet
Sometimes it is the fullness of a horse majestic in the wild
All feelings are valid as they pass through me and all are temporary gifts.
My instrument does not fear any note and I do not fear any emotion longing to be fully experienced and released.
The duality and vast mystery of one. ‘All One’ and ‘Alone’ are almost the exact same visually. Yet hold a dynamic contrast of meaning. So is the dichotomy of this existence. One and Alone. Even when we feel alone, we are together with those who feel alone. Separation doesn’t exist in the word either. Shared aloneness is vulnerable compassion. And then it ceases to exist. It has served its purpose in illuminating togetherness and supporting the All One.
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