
Freedom from the root of mistaken appearances...
Someone texted me this @ midnight yesterday.."May the myriad of ways create happiness"..
Yes, the beating heart knows yearning..happiness is freedom from clinging and yearning...ever changing..a heruka blows soul kisses...Mother Prajnaparamita creating every moment ..every form..formless...empty vase..

Resting my weary soul upon the golden lotus seat..he becomes me..she becomes me..everything and everyone not separate from the source of creation..He assures that the path is right..assures his ever unchanging love..without condition..without illusion..without a shadow of a doubt..is this path truly that simple? A simple hug means more than what a thousand words can ever say...I asked what if ..he replied our karma from past lives has chosen to resurface at this moment of time..the celestial palace ..an enchanted life beckons..So what now? Am I ready? I have confidence in the lost and found..he sings..We may be physically apart for a long time but space and time will not separate twin flames...where have we heard this so many times..the mind can split the demon with the vajra knife ..crushing all vulnerability..The heart still quivers for soul norishment..
D-Day 2011..promises of a better future ..anticipation like a mist rising in the sky...clouds of compassion resting in perfect bliss...To know solitude is to be free from the bonds of illusion...The essence of the Moon Goddess dispelling all eviL and darkness...
~Dawa Lhamo sings again..