You already reside in your true home.

Abiding already, and always as the Self, I find my Self in all things, in all places, and find all things and all places within me.

Walking in the forest, I find myself as the trees, wind, birds, shadows and sunlight.

Forever shining, there is nowhere I cannot be found or met.

Sitting in a busy cafe, I am the perfume of fresh roasted beans, the hum of espresso brewing, the chatter of people, the table, chairs and art on the wall.

This is the nonduality of not two, not even one.

This is the ultimate love affair, such is the passion for This.

This is love, falling in love with its own Self.

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Spontaneous writing / 01.06.16