Never forget that the universe is a single living organism possessed of one substance and one soul, holding all things suspended in a single consciousness and creating all things with a single purpose that they might work together spinning and weaving and knotting whatever comes to pass.
—Marcus Aurelius (via fernsandmoss)
Experience is the clothing of expanse, the mystery that wears it.
Love, clothed in world, undresses for expanse in the twilight of doing, in the bedroom of unmaking.
Like a bead, we are empty at the center, an expanse, a place for sunlight.
Like the flower, we are drunk on sunlight.
This emptiness. This love.
Before, and without, ‘I’ or ‘you,’ this is how we live.
—Traktung Yeshe Dorje (via lazyyogi)