Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and right doing, there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
Out beyond ideas of wrong doing and right doing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
Come out of the circle of time And into the circle of love.
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love.
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don’t go back to sleep.
Out beyond ideas of right doing and wrongdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.
Reason is powerless in the expression of Love.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.
Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.
“When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.”
“When the world pushes you to your knees, you’re in the perfect position to pray.”
“Take someone who doesn’t keep score,
who’s not looking to be richer, or afraid of losing,
who has not the slightest interest even
in his own personality: he’s free.”
“Dance, when you’re broken open. Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you’re perfectly free.”
The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.