This has nothing to do with perfection or achievement. It is the opposite of perfection and achievement. God knows I’m imperfect. I have failed many times. Made many mistakes. All the same I am beyond my failures.
There is nothing here really. Everything is of the mind and it’s not there, not here. It’s only my creation. Everything is what the mind imagines it to be. In reality nothing is there. There are no mysteries. Yet everything is deeply mysterious. There is no unknown power inside me. This is everything there is and I am it.
Living on two planes I try to do what is expected of me on the earthly plane. I do laundry, cook, I deal with problems. I even worry sometimes. But I have stopped escaping. I don’t prop myself up. I allow myself to fall, to fail. I deal with others, that are just as imperfect as myself. I don’t over-act. I let things take time. By waiting I find myself doing things at the right moment, with no wasted energy and fewer mistakes.
At the same time, on another plane, I am constantly flowing in freedom and joy. The meeting points of the eartly and the heavenly are accessible and I make room for them. They are beauty, appreciation and love. Those are the connection points, the pointers to truth and harmony.
In the earthly experience I never step out of my center anymore. I don’t get lost–or even if I’m lost, I’m not lost. It is so extremely simple but the mind is always looking for the complicated, and for the drama. The mind craves drama. It's an endless cycle until you break it.
Love is simple. It’s the easiest thing in the world. How simple and natural to love. Yet people go out of their way to make it complicated and impossible.
You just have to want freedom more than anything else but so often the world gets in the way. Wants and fears obscure the path. Beyond them–freedom.