You’re bigger, broader, freer than that, « leave this body-mind. »
Like a father who raises his voice a little to his young child, who doesn’t dare go to his room because he has to cross the dark hallway: « Come on… you’re a big boy now, stop whining in the kitchen! »
Without this impulse, the child would have gladly spent his time under the light on the kitchen tiles.
So, we, still asleep, in this body-mind, ignorant of our room and the opening onto the subtle worlds. We need the impulse of an injunction like Dogen’s.
Notes & Silence 
We all have our roots in the infinite consciousness. If only we could see that.
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