The Birth of a “Me”
In the spacious blueness of the sky, a cloud formulates out of nothing. In the spacious awareness of who you are, a “me” formulates out of nothing.
A cloud… the thought of a “me”:
there is no difference.
In the spacious blueness of the sky, a cloud formulates out of nothing. In the spacious awareness of who you are, a “me” formulates out of nothing.
A cloud… the thought of a “me”:
there is no difference.