Prayer has become for me mostly a simple rest, pure opening in the One, beyond words or sacred thoughts - though these do arise in the Spaciousness, and resting does not negate the potential of the enjoyment of words and thoughts. This is helplessness inside the Veil, surrender in the Most Holy Place. This helplessness is relinquishment of techniques of self-helping and religiousness into the Inner Sanctum of Love, where waits the Christ, the Light. Here we do not seek any merit, for Love seeks only Love, in Love. Here we find the healings and nurturing of Universal Grace, awakening us to the immensity of Being surrounding us, everyone. This is not an emotional Oneing, but a Oneing in which purified, divine affections arise and dissolve. But who is the Witness of all this? That One with One, witnessing Itself we could say, or joining Itself and loving Itself in Itself. I can say nothing more, for fear that words might mislead and err from the subtle operations of Truth.

*Arem Nahariim-Samadhi

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*Lotus of the Heart is a Work of Arem Nahariim-Samadhi ~ a Hospice Chaplain, interspiritual author, writer, poet, and bicyclist. He is someone in love with Life and inviting others to that same ecstasy of Love ~ and, by the way, herein is nothing he claims as his own.