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| Saturday's Flight 9"x12" |
What you already are
Before the picnic
The ground of awakening
In the presence of a tree
Collect no jewels
A time of bewilderment
An inside job
Already free
No lock on the gate
Where hope is born
The idea of a journey
In the present tense
As you really are
Taking Refuge
In your present condition
Below the mind's radar
The truth about yourself
Sudden Radical Insight
No matter what
Some block is gone
A door has opened
Stepping outside
Not a bunch of thoughts
The whole world wants to stop here
A simple thing, Transformation
Lift your face to the sky
