Hang Loose

When your mind is free, not concerned, or worried, or focused on anything
in particular, and your heart is not grasping or clinging to anything, then
you are free. The most characteristic quality is that there is no fixation
on anything; you’re not focused on any issue or experience. Whatever is
there, is there. So there is a freedom of mind. The mind is not saying, “I
want this,” or “I want to look at this,” or “It has to be this way.” The
mind is loose. The expression “hang loose” tells us what it means to be
liberated.

~ A.H. Almaas

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Sure Heart’s Release

From After the Ecstasy, the Laundry:
How the Heart Grows Wise on the Spiritual Path

by Jack Kornfield

For almost everyone who practices, cycles of awakening and
openness are followed by periods of fear and contraction.
Times of profound peace and newfound love are often over-
taken by periods of loss, by closing up, fear, or the discovery
of betrayal, only to be followed again by equanimity or joy. In
mysterious ways the heart reveals itself to be like a flower that
opens and closes. This is our nature. The only surprising thing is
how unexpected this truth can be. It is as if deep down we all
hope that some experience, some great realization, enough years
of dedicated practice, might finally lift us beyond the touch of
life, beyond the mundane struggles of the world. We cling to
some hope that in spiritual life we can rise above the wounds of
our human pain, never to have to suffer them again. We expect
some experience to last. But permanence is not true freedom,
not the sure heart’s release.

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The Choiceless Choice

From:  The Open Secret

by Tony Parsons

In presence I see that I have never chosen or done
anything, but have only been lived through.
And so I have never stopped the sea or moved
the sun or taken one step nearer or further away
from my birthright.

In accepting my divine helplessness I enjoy the
freedom of never having a past or future I could
call my own.

Some people ask, “Who chooses, who directs this
wonderful chaos?” But once in the arms of the beloved
nothing matters, and I can live as though I choose and
rejoice in the letting go.

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