We now enter the times of the shaking.
What can be shaken will be removed,
so that what cannot be shaken may remain.
We begin to see that our personality can be shaken,
our emotions, our minds, our bodies can be shaken.
Thrown back into that which is never shaken,
we taste the eternal radiance of the Self.
Find that in you which cannot be shaken.
This is the crisis, and the opportunity, of our time.
The crisis is not race, or gender, or disease, or economic woe.
The crisis is an invitation.
An invitation to distinguish the changing from the unchanging.
In the silent core of your heart, discover the unshakeable.
Discover the pure consciousness of the Self, in whom we are One.
One human family. One divine sun with eight billion human rays.
Touch the imperishable blue sky beyond the passing clouds.
You are That.
This is not a belief, but a direct experience,
attained not by philosophy, or science, or politics,
but by tapping the original seed, in the stillness of meditation.
This is not "spiritual by-passing." It is touching the ground.
The real. The eternal.
We don't have to rise to the occasion, but fall. Fall inward.
Collapse. Touch Being.
The most fruitful work we can do, is to Be.
I am afraid. I am uncertain. I am weak.
But I Am.
For just a moment, let me place no noun, no adjective after the verb.
Here is what the stars are singing about.
Here is what the silence of boundless night is breathing. I Am.
Here is courage.
Here is the heart.
