O longing mind Dwell within the depths of your own pure nature. Do not seek your home elsewhere, Your naked awareness alone, O mind, Is the inexhaustible abundance for which you long so desperately.
Between the stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response likes our growth and our freedom.
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.
I would love to live like a river flows, Carried by the surprise of its own unfolding.
This meditation guides us to feeling the hard ball of pain/grief/loss in the belly and leads us to practicing how to soften the abdomen and create space around the grief.