Do Not Sit Long With A Sad

Every Midwife Knows That Not Until A Mother’s Womb Softens From The Pain Of Labor Will A Way Unfold And The Infant Find That Opening To Be Born. Oh Friend! There Is Treasure In Your Heart, It Is Heavy With Child. Listen. All The Awakened Ones, Like Trusted Midwives Are Saying, 'welcome This Pain. It Opens The Dark Passage Of Grace.

Discard Yourself And Thereby Regain Yourself. Spread The Trap Of Humility And Ensnare Love.

You Left Ground And Sky Weeping, Mind And Soul Full Of Grief. No One Can Take Your Place In Existence Or In Absence.

I Have One Small Drop Of Knowing In My Soul. Let It Dissolve In Your Ocean.

The Result Of My Life Is No More Than Three Words: I Was Raw, I Became Cooked, I Was Burnt.