Friends, colleagues, citizens of The Republic of the Imagination,

You are gatekeepers on the door between the two worlds.

With one foot in being and the other in doing.

You stand on the edge and invite me to fall with you.

Please don't push me and watch me drop.

Stand with me in the circle of fire which burns the illusion that we are separate.

The fire is lit by presence and is fanned by surrender. 

Its flames light the mysterious wonder unfolding in every moment.

Sometimes an explosion.

Sometimes a whisper from within.

What is within? What is without?

This world...it calls to you now. Listen through the crack in your wall where it hurts the most.

The pain is life squeezing through.