Another Choice

light by the inner fire of life: the wide astonished eyes of the child gazing onto the world, do they not bear witness to the supreme magic in what we call Matter?

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This hermetic weave that keeps us prisoners of these three reasonable dimensions seems now to loosen here and there, unpredictably and without warning – and the possibility of another respiration, of another behavior and self-conduct in the world as if in sudden breaths awakens us.

There is someone there, whom one is – but it is not really the same “oneself”, surely not the same “I”, not quite the same “self”.

It is oneself, though, more certainly and intimately that whatever is the most personal of one’s present identity, and yet it eludes one – who can enclose fire?

It is the “ever” of the mystery of one’s past, it is the clarity that matters to one in future, it is the gaze within one’s steps, it is the magnet within the great Force everywhere.

There is someone there, in each of these points of light, someone who is the Same and yet single and uniquely different in each of these living jewels, like an infinite and simultaneous declension of the Unity at the center of all that is.

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Who then is this presence, and can one define or situate it?

We perceive its support, but it is an impartial support which is not exclusively meant for oneself, it is inherent to the experience of the world – it is the hidden light, it is the fire in the invisible hearth. We perceive its benevolence, its empathy, we perceive this lucid attention on everything, every detail of every moment – according to their quality: an attention to the quality of being rather than to the appearance.

It is like another, deeper life, that recognizes itself here and there in this life.

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