We live in a world in which we have conceptualized all living processes through language. However, these concepts are tasteless, they do not contain life anymore. The word love can barely be pronounced, it has become flat and manipulative, whereas the lived phenomenon of love still blows your head away …
The home of concepts is the conditioned mind, the world of judgmental thoughts. While being dwells in the epic silence in which the stars circle. It’s time to leave the strained house of thoughts, to unconditionally welcome yourself and the world in its being …
Already the willingness opens a warm familiarity as in childhood, as if the world is carried by sunrays. Even if the body pushes out a tear and no matter whether we want to look at it or not, we are nothing but blooming stardust …
