open more! and even more! open until you die
If you doubt, feel deeper. If you can't decide, feel deeper. Feel so deep, no thoughts move. Feel so
deep, only openness shines. When you offer your life from this place of open depth, you act with absolute certainty, though you still might not have the slightest idea what you will do next. Without wavering, every action springs from love's depth.
You know nothing but the deep certainty of love, and how it wants to be expressed in this present moment. That is all you can ever know. Life lived spontaneously from your depth of love is a moment-to-moment gift.
You will suffer and yearn for deeper love-unless you are surrendering your entire life to be lived open as love. Otherwise, as you try to cling to things turning out well, you are afraid, because you are dying, even now, and deep down, you know it
Feel as deep and as wide as you can, until all you feel is feeling itself, and live open as feeling, alive as everyone and everything, no matter how horrible or beautiful the world seems.
The pain in your heart? Feel it. Love is a wound, my friend, a wound that never heals.
(c) David Deida "Wild Nights"
deep, only openness shines. When you offer your life from this place of open depth, you act with absolute certainty, though you still might not have the slightest idea what you will do next. Without wavering, every action springs from love's depth.
You know nothing but the deep certainty of love, and how it wants to be expressed in this present moment. That is all you can ever know. Life lived spontaneously from your depth of love is a moment-to-moment gift.
You will suffer and yearn for deeper love-unless you are surrendering your entire life to be lived open as love. Otherwise, as you try to cling to things turning out well, you are afraid, because you are dying, even now, and deep down, you know it
Feel as deep and as wide as you can, until all you feel is feeling itself, and live open as feeling, alive as everyone and everything, no matter how horrible or beautiful the world seems.
The pain in your heart? Feel it. Love is a wound, my friend, a wound that never heals.
(c) David Deida "Wild Nights"