a poem written by Erica –
A lifetime seeking dharma
I didn’t even realize
I had to drop all concepts
Even of dharma itself
To drop into the heart
And forget myself.
To feel what is needed
In each moment.
To feel the spirit of this Earth
And what presents itself to us.
Our man-made ideas
Don’t speak this language.
Even the ancient scriptures
Can be mad.
Psychosis of the mind grasping to understand
What needs no understanding
Only being
Without fixing
Being with what is here
By listening
Actively participating
In life’s playful dance
Where nothing could possibly be wrong.
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