Awakening is a bird entering the room, meditation is the open window.
Sometimes, put a few crumbs on the windowsill. Once a year may be enough to bring the bird in.
Sometimes, the night gusts force open all the windows and allow the morning bird in.
At other times, we return to the long-abandoned house and discover a whole family of birds that have moved in.
Awakening is a grace
Awakening is grace
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And yet, a bird may fly again. What you describe in this metaphor seems to me a process, not a state.
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This is a nice place to be. Home is the house we love the most.
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