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Dear Friends,

i simply have no way of putting into words the Miracle of this time --
these last few weeks into which lifetimes have been fitted -- except
to say that Beloved is merciful beyond comprehension! Last night, as
i knelt waiting in the Darshan line to hug Amma, it was suddenly,
unmistakably apparent that all appearances and states are only the
perfect expression of my own indivisible Being. Awareness, with no
discernible qualities -- utterly simple, ordinary.

Free.

i stood up and, embracing Mazie, we left. Amma left with us. The
night air was so lovely, and the stars! My darling Mazie smiled with
the wordless understanding -- we are not-two. we have never been.
Everything that my teachers have spoken of became instantly crystal
clear, and it is not like i had imagined it. it is so easy for mind
to appropriate anything into subtle forms of knowing, but all that is
only pretense, you see. actually laughably useless -- a ridiculous
affectation in front of the mirror, a little amusement. this present
Perfection is all that is. It is all that has ever been. It is all
that can be. Whether this is realized or not makes no difference
whatsoever. Whatever ideas we cling to about the sun make no
difference to the sun. This sun is Love. We only love, that is it.
Play with concepts as you will, but when just a drop of This is
allowed to pass through your lips, you will find yourself speaking
differently, or perhaps simply falling silent in this Mystery.



LoveAlways,



b