“Leaves fall … New Life begins”

This moment has no going back . You and I, here, intertwining between the words, united in the delivery and listening of a shared heartbeat that speaks to us of the same Will, that of living in Freedom. That of living without fear of recognizing ourselves as pure source of inspiration for each other.

No turning back, no need to anticipate anything, because … who would want to anticipate a space and a moment that does not exist? What do I hope to find in my imagination that I dare not live here?

Yes, honesty is what the heart asks, so I want to keep asking in silence:

What I “think” I still need to get? Is it true that what I am now is not complete? What “I think” that I have to retain? Do I really want to live to “possess”?

You and I know this very well … although sometimes we forget it: beliefs are struggle. They need to be defended, yes, with pain, tension and much, so much confusion. The pure experience of Freedom, on the other hand, can only be lived in the nude, without masks or shields, from an open heart.

This is the call of our purest sharing, this is what we experience when we stop asking the world and we surrender to discover our inherent capacity to love: a pure experience of Freedom, without conditions, without limits, or excuses made by the dream from yesterday.

Teach you to receive what you are, in the instant that is. “The leaves fall … new life”, and it cannot be otherwise. Because rebirth is constant, and death does not happen tomorrow but at the end of each breath, in this coming and going of the breath … stop … listen … do you feel it? You are born in each breath; you die in each breath … Is there anything more beautiful than feeling at every moment that life is not “mine”, and that I am always in its arms?

The leaves carry names, stories, things that were, things we want …

You, Being alive, naked and complete in the moment of Living; Now; You do not need them. That is why the leaves fall.

Like the tree, which in the presence of autumn is called to release the faded clothes of the old, without attachment to retain, and without expectations or hopes for tomorrow. The tree feels in the belly of its soul the instinct to leave behind, and surrender in its nakedness to be an open, pure and available space for what is to come.

It doesn’t ask … because it is in its nature to give.

The tree does not think if tomorrow will have many or fewer leaves. It does not set eyes on the spring to come. It only loves its expression, with everything in it at every moment, giving all its vitality to the experience, whether naked and silent … or covered by the mantle of its leaves in sweet melody of the wind.

You are nature, because that is what you have come to be. Now you can remember it, live it, love it as you love the space that is born in you when you let go of the struggle with the old.

If you are to sustain, sustain only one thing: the pure feeling. The feeling that inspires you the capacity, the loving listening, and the unconditional surrender to the life that your heart continues to house for you.

And the leaves … why not? Yes, of course … let them fall. And as they fall, with them farewell and bless their beautiful farewell with the same feeling of gratitude that you want to carry with you in every step of the new path.

A deep awakening opens at your feet …

It’s just that … new life

Warm hugs