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Do you know The Place where time stops; your mind becomes focused within? All my practical tools of breath work stop there. Only the light and sense of All and Everything remain. Nothing else matters. There is a welding of that which is above to that which is below. It is beyond awe, it is beyond description. But still I must: describe, paint, share, and write about it. And to tell you, and all the outhers about The Place Within.
Even if for one brief fleeting moment you are there, your soul will realize and take you there again. One visit is all that is needed to know and recognize this Place Within. Each must seek it, and for each it will be in a perfect way for them. One of the qualities of this Place is that, only you can experience for yourself. I can identify the steps and say this worked for me. But sometimes, there is no logic, no step, there only Is the Welding, the sense that it is done. It is beyond my puny mind to descript, to tell or to radiate It. It only Is. But it is so wonderful and so beautiful and so much that the words "my cup runneth over" are the only written words left.
It is flow, it is air, it is water, and it is small, small cells and huge, huge, skies. I run to the place where this peace invades me and I have no choice but to submit, to know and to Be with It. It matters not what I am doing. It matters not, where I am. It must flow, it must merge, it must relate, it must cover me with the beauty and the love that It is. It is beyond She, It is beyond He. It simply is and this Isness is my heart's deep desire, my longing to Be Welded with It by the strongest Gold. Granite canyons are guarding this preciousness within me. No one may take if from me. It is my sacred, inmost heart and I cannot be without my Divine Companion, who Is and nothing more.
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