Then, in a moment, the heart opens…
…this boundless grieving, for whom is it carried on?
Ryokan
Keep practising,
Genju
Then, in a moment, the heart opens…
…this boundless grieving, for whom is it carried on?
Ryokan
Keep practising,
Genju
Also, boundless celebration!
🙂 it amazes me how things flow into and out of spaces! when i first started meditating it felt like i was digging around a gigantic boulder inside me. now it feels spacious (mostly?). when the heart opens, it is a celebration!