Whenever I surrender to the Father, I withdraw from the ego room.
The movement, the release of energy is the same.
The love rising from the son, the daughter whom we are, is the same as the one irrigating from the Self.
Between this deeper self and the Self, between the son and the Father, is the same freely flowing continuity.
Letting go of the grip on the suffering center, is becoming the Son and finally seeing the Father.
Franck Joseph
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