Simple Matters. It creates a feeling of lightness, ease and flow. I would like a simple heart. I had such a heart in my childhood and for several years as an adult.
How strange…. Having written that last sentence, I suddenly know what the words, “pragmatic mystic” embody. It is to have a simple heart. It is openness to love from wherever and to wherever. That openness is exactly like the lack of a ceiling in the empty room where I discovered my simple identity. If air were love (or the Mystery), then a simple heart is so immersed in it, so dependent on it that it is neither sought nor questioned. Neither seeking nor questioning is why in my last post, I turned to the physical realm once again, clearing away books and mementos that no longer spoke to me. That emptying created the space where the simple heart realization was born.
I will post more about this as I learn how to recover my simple heart.
Simple Matters 