There is
discomfort in your world, the macrocosm and the individual microcosm. There are mountains of worry, plateaus of
hate, oceans of fear, and but a handful that would rise above each. We seek that handful and that handful would
seek others. How long will this process
continue? I presume so long as there is
the illusion of darkness and the virus of fear.
Know that
you are spirit. Know that the golden
light of the sun courses through your veins and that your heart of hearts
cannot be stilled, nor can your words of truth be silenced.
Even though
no one listens, there are those who listen.
Many more than you might imagine.
Lahiri
Mahasaya
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