The Moment Opens
April 4
This morning I find myself in the middle of experience of life once again.
I sit down.
I don't know what I'll write.
The moment opens.
My imagination is designed to extend its branches into the future. It's designed to grow its roots in the past. Yet the trunk of my tree, the solid organ of awareness that keeps all the fluids of spiritual life flow…
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