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Letting Go with Guy Finley

Winter cannot recall the fullness of summer,

Nor summer the trees grown stark and cold,

So seasons pass in the footsteps of each other,

Never growing younger or ever turning old.

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Our True Self is, in part, a secret field where a never-ending cycle of ebb and flow plays itself out in passing expressions of alternating fullness and emptiness, much as runoff winter waters from great mountains rush down to fill valley lakes parched by the passage of summer.

But the greater part of our Original Self is to these mountains and their valley lakes as is the whole of that countryside in which these same landmarks dwell, for even though the round of seasons come and go, causing endless change within it, nothing really changes about it. Our True Nature lives in the ever-changing, yet never-changing now — that vast country of higher consciousness wherein we are empowered to welcome all forms of fullness and emptiness as our friends, instead of mistaking ourselves a friend of one and foe of the other.

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Being anxious, always in a rush and racing after whatever it is we’ve imagined will help us to be more at peace with ourselves, is like running to catch the shadow of a passing cloud on a hot summer’s day so that we get to stand in a cool spot!

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Rushing through our lives does not produce more time, or do one thing to increase productivity. To the contrary, rushing limits all possibilities by restricting our powers of higher choice — even as it crushes our unique opportunity to discover and realize the Timeless Life that is our birthright.

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We are never farther apart from what we love than our ability to remember its presence. - Guy Finley

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