The practice

‘I, me, my, mine’ are the words to avoid, presupposing from God separation; it’s best we dissolve ego’s head ovoid in the void, a sacred consecration. Breath by breath we need to remind ourself, that body-mind is but an interface and by God’s grace life plays out by itself, as each impulse we release and embrace. Being both immanent and transcendent, we are living light crystallised in form, touched by Holy Spirit, love resplendent, transforming feeble form in a bliss storm. Let us then never let go of God’s hand, that who in truth we are, we understand.