Namaste

E Eric Cockrell Eric Cockrell
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it is that which makes us human, the scuffs, bruises, and scars, ... that makes us eternal. it is only through suffering, that we come to understand joy, a joy that is not limited by circumstance! when we learn to let go of the things that our selfish egos proclaim that we need... then these things quit owning us.... it is only then that we experience freedom! we build temples, mosques, and churches, make shrines, write holy books full of rules... all of these things out of our own fears, out of our own ignorance. what is holy is before us, is within us... the truth is so simple it confounds us! Jesus and Buddha never asked for religions in their name... they merely pointed the way by living example! Lao-Tsu's temple was nature... our Native Americans understood this very well... we dont need to explore space, looking for other universes.... each of us contains a universe... each of us contains history, past, present, and future.... creation is the action of compassion... and forgiveness, the natural way.... the only thing we carry forth is that which we give.... in our giving we understand the presence of god! do you wish to see god? look carefully at the next person you meet.... look intently when you look in the mirror... reach out and touch the rose coming into bloom!

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