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Is There a Path?
If there is a path at all,
it’s emptying yourself
of what you are not.
~ Adyashanti
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I remember, as a little boy, fishing with him up Indian River and I can still see him as the sun rose above the mountain top in the early morning…I can see him standing by the water’s edge with his arms raised above his head while he softly moaned…”Thank you, thank you.” It left a deep impression on my young mind.
I see my white brothers going about blotting out nature from his cities. I see him strip the hills bare, leaving ugly wounds on the face of mountains. I see him tearing things from the bosom of mother earth as though she were a monster, who refused to share her treasures with him.
My white brother does many things well for he is more clever than my people but I wonder if he has ever really learned to love at all.
The only thing that can truly help us is genuine love…
This is brotherhood…anything less is not worthy of the name…
— Chief Dan George
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…all the masters come to earth for the purpose of holding up to everyone a reflection of their deeper, eternal Self.
