We Are In Our Own Way

Visualisation of God impedes progress, if imagined by lower mind, because only when the pulse of love leads, do we transcend ego cravings that bind. Know if we rely on thought, we are blind. Silence always is but we must be still, that divine magnetism dark voids may fill, wherein with heart as a mere receptor, having no trace within, of egoic will, receives bliss mists, in each body vector.