Truth is like a knife, that which cuts away at the curtain of illusion. Once cut, this curtain may be pulled away and it is then the world opens up to us. The sky shows us his grace, the earth shows us her love, people show us their true selves, and situations are seen as oppurtunities.
This thought was awoken within me by a small passage I read last night, which gives birth to a side note. Nothing is my own, I am not unique. Everything I have, everything I know and everything I do has been before. I have been taught, either directly or indirectly to be me. Just as I am being taught to become me, once again.
I pray, each and every one of you grips this knife of self realization, and cuts the fabric away from your eyes–if you haven’t already. Be blessed.