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With no shoes

We walk the trail of our life with no shoes on the cliffs above the sea. And our history is the history of the waves that break below, at our feet: splattering our faces with salt water, strongly, at times, whereas other times they are weak when they reach us, as if the pain of […]

Remaining in “That”

“I invite you to abide and dwell in ‘That’, which precedes your judgement and words as it beats in the thudding of your deepest artery: in that breath behind all words and language; I invite you to bend down and open yourself up to listening where the song of light can be heard, to peer […]

To come dawn from the summit of myself

“To come down from the summit of myself to the center of myself. A place with no other sign than the pure absence of signs; incipient springing of the dawn, whose sun expands on its own back, where I am not. Place without place, on the frontiers of the air, where the divinity learned to […]