Delay is an impostume in the soul. He who does not whet his will every hour perishes of velleity.
There exist two worlds – real and imaginary. The real one is all around me and I am part of it; the imaginary one is in my head and is largely private though its details expose themselves in every choice I make. The real world is infinitely rich and enriching; the imaginary world is extrememly limited and limiting. The struggle for the teacher is to wrench the student out of his imagination and into the real world, and to show him there mysteries he could never have imagined.
A 'connected space' opens up when entities connect or increase the intensity of connexion. A 'disconnected space' appears when entities disconnect or start the protracted process of disconnexion – a rift or comfort zone. Energy naturally fills connected space. Thinking unnaturally fills disconnected space.
How beautiful the notion that we create our own personal catastrophes and that it is the creative forces within us that are instrumental in doing this.
God is in the details – the particulars. In other words God doesn't discriminate – loves us all especially and equally. And we should do the same – enter each moment open. Closing is then a natural consuming of the moment – I consume the moment and the moment consumes me – primes me for the next opening. Breathing with my being.
Belly and heart are centres of very different character. Belly is a reservoir where energy pools quietly – containment and stability. Heart, on the other hand, floods and spills energy and feeling – not necessarily foolishly – into threads of connexion, and the more effusive and expressive the heart the more I need the belly. Heart always tests my root.