This arrow is for me. To remind me that the centre is always only a thought away. Why do I separate myself from the truth I have always known. The Creation is perfect. There is no division between Creator & Creation. They are simultaneous. An archer aims for the centre. The glass arrow flies. The arrow never hits the target. All there is & ever will be is the act of flight. The destination is now, not later. No separation. No analysis... only synthesis. No dichotomy... only synergy. Anxiety arises when I feel the gap between my genuine self & the self I think I have been assigned. Where is my genuine self? The centre is only a thought away. The glass arrow flies.
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