The Work is not a form or a
technique it is an influence, an influence descending from above. In a strange
way our efforts of work may interfere with this mysterious process.
Yet we are
as we are and we do as we do. How to accept this? We fail, we fail all the time
it is just that we do not see it. Can it be said that in the process of
awakening to our failure we awaken towards reality?
Can I
accept what I am as I am and allow for tears vulnerable, unknown.
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