Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Twaji
I wanted to write about something that would inspire the experience of transformation. I did not know where to start. I had read lots of spiritual books and none of them seemed to capture the essence of what I wanted to say. I felt spiritually congested. It was my first workshop and I had not yet facilitated. I called in the light and walked over to my closet. A book jumped off the shelf and fell to the floor. I picked it up and opened the page to the word "Twaji". Twaji sang my heart open. I wanted to know what this word was. I looked the word up and found all sorts of things. I began to understand the gaze inside of me, the gaze that looks through me to another or back inside of me at myself. I slowed to down to sense the door that had just been presented.
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