When all you want to do is run to your cave and hide, can you still turn your face towards the world?

When you believe yourself to be lower than a worm, can you still stand tall with tender dignity?

Can you burn in the fire of shame .. and know you are perfect in the eyes of love?

Can you bear the unbearability of your self-imposed prison .. and know that freedom is as close as your breath?

Existence does not care about your self-loathing or your self-aggrandizement. Whether you feel like a piece a dirt or king of the universe, you still exist .. you are unconditionally accepted. No question.

Can you sit inside the bare bones of your existence, come what may .. and know yourself as the unbounded openness of what is always here, come hell or heaven?
– Amoda Maa