Don’t worry, it will pass.
Don’t cling. Don’t make it into a religion.
You meet the Buddha on the road…
I would expand on this just a bit…
On the great way, of course, we’re going to find reality distorted. What we think is normal, isn’t. Or, rather, is a very small part of a very big picture.
We sit and things happen. Mountains dance. Trees sing.
The strange become familiar.
God dictates wonders and terrors.
Holy writ is found scrawled on leaves.
And. So. Don’t despise your mind. Your heart.
Encounter it full.
Just don’t cling to one moment and reject another
Don’t preference the disruption
over the ordinary.
Do this and you’re handed the keys
And can open the door
and open the book of life and death
And read the language of God…