Deep in the earth lies the power to become. You must sink into and fill up
your own body if you would learn to be fully present in this world.

Most religions teach transcendence, but that will only separate you from
your ultimate purpose here. We come from another place, a place that has no
form. To form, to become, to incarnate, this is our purpose on this earth.
There are gifts and wisdom's that only the body knows. Truths that are born
from the belly of impermanence and decay. Death is an inescapable teacher
here, a teacher of humility and release. Whether we fight all the way to
the threshold of the dark kingdom or we walk through the door with head held
high, we will one day be embraced by the Lover - the Lord, the Lady of
Death.

Why not open to this great Mystery before we are taken beyond choice. For
is not death a portal into the unseen world that is always with us, as close
as breathing. Make friends now with that which cannot be seen. Speak and
listen daily to that which cannot be heard. Feel that which is beyond touch
and know union with the Presence that flows through and around you always.

There is great wonder in the flickering moment of this small life of ours
here on this tiny planet hurtling through space. If we become deeply
surrendered to its impermanence and insignificance, its glory and eternal
constancy begins to become our daily bread, filling us with the nurture and
fullness of wisdom and delight.

Mahkosi.