By the Mountains...
I went on a journey to a mountain high above the sea— the sea that became the mountain where all the gods reside. And this abode of the Goddess is deep within the core of my heart. The music of the heart—quiet, gentle, and ever moving. The movement that dissolves the entire cosmos in joyful ecstasy. The bliss that wraps every being, every moment of creation and dissolution. The joy that wraps the beginning and end of time and makes the time endless in eternity. What is truth is simple. What is simple is truth. What is hidden is reality, and what is revealed is reality. What's so real about sitting quietly in meditation? The body, firmly sit, surrenders to the Almighty Goddess on the surface of the Grand Mother Earth— hands open, hearts with a humble prayer to be absorbed in the Reality. What Reality offers is something that is not to be asked for, it is not to be demanded of, it is not to be longed for— it is what it is. The eternal flow of joy wraps this cosmos— the en...