The Golden Road …

The Golden Orb spider is a frequent sight in the garden. So called for its golden thread, so sticky nothing is likely to escape it.
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Anything caught in its web is surely done, dead. But a meal to another. And so it is in nature, or anywhere, form changes.
… is everyone’s ordinary life. And when you’ve had enough of it you get serious, to find ‘what’s it all about’.
At that point what it’s about begins to resolve into some form of discipline, an inner work to shed the ignorance – what it’s no longer about.
And so you may find yourself directed to look into inner space, into sensation, to see through … To before the beginning of body … how deep is the well.
The well of sensation, like any well, starts at the bottom but we’re at the top. And it’s a long way down, clearing space as we go.
With intimations, even realisations, of the silence, the stillness … the black, along the way.
The way back to the beginning. Let’s see … Do whatever is true, and what’s true changes.
Let go whatever appears, and that way allow nothing to be.
© Mark Berkery ……. Click on those pictures for a closer look
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