Life’s form is mystery, no matter how much one understands it


In truth, life is a play. Life’s shyness tries to hide us from it but is revealed through us, yet human can’t force it. We can write a beautiful love letter to life, titled “Meditation, surrender, and/or prayer” causing life to bare itself.
To the extent of my experience, this creation and life is feminine. Life’s form is mystery, no matter how much one understands it, it is still concealed.

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