'Count, then, the silver miracles and golden dreams of happiness as all the treasures you would keep within the storehouse of the world. The door is open, not to thieves, but to your starving brothers, who mistook for gold the shining pebble, and who stored a heap of snow that shone like silver. They have nothing left behind the open door. What is the world except a little gap perceived to tear eternity apart, and break it into days and months and years? And what are you who live within the world except a picture of the Son of God in broken pieces, each concealed within a separate and uncertain bit of clay. ' - ACIM
And what am I except remembering that this whole crazy illusion is simply calling me to love - you, me, all my relations - in every moment. A-ho xxx
ReplyDeletemmmmm. wow. Thank you for posting this. So, so powerful. I'll be coming back to this one!
ReplyDeleteThank you for these powerful words, Nige.
ReplyDeleteNige who I admire and think about often. Nige who I appreciate and miss.
Sending big love to you today.
Julia