Tfw someone accidentally points out a shadow to you 🌚

I had a little apple tree on a clearing in a forest, where I lived, away from civilisation, with only one or two other mystics.
I had been caring for the tree for a long time.

A group of young hikers came, and in their revolutionary spirit, they took my tree, uprooted it, and carried it to the place where they gathered to get ready for the next stage of their journey.

I went with them, not because they had my tree, but because it was my time to go. I had to leave. They were here for me, and they were my Way Out.

So I became one of them.

The air was buzzing with energy as everyone was arranging to get ready, talking, planning, distributing resources for the road ahead.

Amidst the commotion I caught a glimpse at my tree that they hat set down upright, a bit to the side, away from the center of action.

It had lost all its leaves, and the bark had turned black. There was one single ripe fruit hanging on one of the branches.

I went and picked the apple off the tree. It was beautiful: small and shiny with one fully red cheek.

Tossing it to the leader of the group, the man who had started this undertaking, I called out to him:
"Fetch! This one is yours."
He caught it and quickly moved on with his business.

I could only see his face for a split second.

I knew these eyes.

For the metaphorically illiterate:

This analogy is about realizing the bigger picture, and readily obeying superior mechanisms by means of immediate, swift servitude with the quickly adapting mind of a reality-transforming magician.

The tree is the only thing of value that exists to this mystic, and it is taken away.
Without hesitation, the value is shifted.
The experience of having something precious taken away is instantly turned into a blessing.
The tree is a pretext, no more than a tool for liberation.
All attachment is cast away in order to line up with the outer circumstance.
A new identity is formed, the Self is integrated into the group swiftly and without turbulences.

And from it all, a fruit had sprung.
This is not the time to be holding on to what little merit we have created for ourselves.

Offer it to the greater purpose.

This is how we turn Lead into Gold.

We multiply the fruits of our work by offering them up to the Spiritual Cause.

May all our work, every one of our words, every breath we take, be dedicated to the Enlightenment of all.

Then and only then, every move we make springs from Divine Nature, flows back into Divine Nature, is in accord with Divine Nature.
We naturally become more effective.
We become more powerful.

It is what we should be doing.
We're engaging in Spiritual Warfare after all.

Purify your Self, empty your Self out so the Divine can strike you and fill you with its lightning blaze.

When you manage to fully live in the present moment

Messenger bunny of the gods.

Amitabha Pure Lands Vibes this past weekend