Does the ground care what kind of horse you ride?
Does she care what type of shoes you wear?
Does she care what kind of car you drive?
Not at all, my friend.
All she cares is for you to be present in every
interaction with her, in every conversation with her.
in every lovemaking with her.
Watch a cat watching a mouse;
the grace of presence will soon catch you and
split you open and you start laughing
like a popcorn in the oven.
That means, light is pouring through the space
that has just happened.
This space is you, my dear friend.
This space is you.
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