Light Load It's the heat of the summer, everything at its peak of activity, inner chi practically jumping off my skin. My inner wildman yells "let's party!" while the wise man bids me caution reminds me that I'm no spring chicken. In the midst of all this is timeless Awareness, noticing the inner folly and flak, providing the space for whatever arises, whether it's 'wise' or 'crazy' activity, and in that great space karmic weights released and dissolved exposing a bright buoyancy and a lightness, space and joyousness to body, self and world resolving themselves in a blissful singularity in the Obviousness of Transcendent nature. July 07, 2001 (1 of 1)