When the stories of our life no longer bind us,
we discover within them something greater.
We discover that
within the very limitations of form,
of our maleness and femaleness,
of our parenthood and our childhood,
of gravity on the earth
and the changing of the seasons,
is the freedom and harmony
we have sought for so long.
Our individual life
is an expression of the whole mystery,
and in it we can resat
in the center of the movement,
the center of all worlds.
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