Easy like pouring water over a sink
The
other morning I was set to pour water from one water bottle into
another, to consolidate two half-empty (half-full!) bottles into one. It
seemed risky, in the camper, poised as I was over my open luggage, not
to mention (though . . . I am) the upholstery, the table and the rug.
I moved the operation over to the sink. You can imagine how it went —
flawlessly! Driplessly. I poured it so well the stream never even
touched the inside of the neck of the bottle . . .
Such is our power when we know we are safe.
Like how I operate — magnificently! with genius! — when I feel safe in life.
Isn’t that the ultimate marker of advanced spirituality? That we know we are safe, regardless of appearances.
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