And you shall find all that you've been yearning for. Such is the thought that forms when I reach that cliff at the edge of despair. But, where does despair come from, if not from thinking, too much thinking, a life time of thinking. Meanwhile, the heart knows, intuitive wisdom, a connection with truth forgotten, or blatantly dismissed as rubbish, as emotional stuff.
The heart knows; I know. The heart knows; in the blink of an eye, it recognizes truth, love, god -wouldn't you agree? The heart knows; the Beloved is one and only one -how can there be any mistake?
Thus, I bow to the heart that knows, to the Beloved who opens the heart, and to every event and action that have led, or will stem from my surrendering to this truth...
Yet, with life being a playground designed by the king of all tricksters, nothing is as simple, or as straight-forward, as the heart of a devotee might desire. Obstacles abound, in the form of riddles and labyrinths, strewn with mountain ranges and annoying pebbles caught in the seeker's shoe.
Take my case, for example... Impatient, confused, a bit lost, greatly inspired, the beloved so vividly present in my heart, I ask, in dire need of an answer, "What should I do, Guru?"
The teacher smiles, lovingly, "Think about it, and then, decide."
Go figure. Following the heart, I'm sent back to the mind. And the mind, elated, says, "Yes. Thinking, I know how to do. Thinking, is what I'm all about..."
Yet, this time the heart is open, and the mind is, just as it should be, totally inebriated with the scent of my Beloved.
Thinking about it, until ready to decide
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