Saturday, March 26, 2016

open the door

when i see a friend request on my facebook, it feels like a guest is standing by the door - i open the door and let them in. i don't ask for their names. i don't ask if we've met before. i am not interested in their stories. i don't ask what city or country they come from. i don't ask what their religion or gender is. i know them through their heart and their deepest longing in their eyes. i know they have come here because they are being drawn to their own light. any meaningful hunger is the hunger for the ultimate self. hidden music in the heart. after all, everyone is trying his/her best to come home.

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