Push away push away
To subvert the aversion supposedly coming my way.
Believing I have an inherent right to live life in my choice and willing way.
Knowing push away is actually a harsh calling for a space to enlarge where the difficulty is not an obstruction.
Recognizing space is our natural disposition and all moves through.
The space within and without remains untouched.
Here then difficulty is a moving target.
The call for life to be a certain way to live life just becomes a passing thought
The ebbs and flows, the wishes, the wants, the hell and fire, all flow back into this undiluted cool, and vibrant home.
Push away too dissolves into a useless thought much like a spoiled child throwing its repeated tantrum.
The discovery of eternal space comes as a very gentle homecoming
The divine embrace -
In, around, and in all spaces
Moments of grace strewn in ordinary consciousness
Forgetful often in this relative existence
And yet known
The refuge of long abiding
It has been mine for eternity
Just breathe and be
For it to hold me in its flow.
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