Surrender to the Infinite

Surrender to the Infinite

The mountain breathes beneath me, slow and ancient, as if it dreams me into being.I stand at its summit, naked, raw, trembling — a single pulse of life offered up to the dying sun. The world slips into fire.The sky cracks open above me, bleeding molten rivers of red,...

Utterly Free ❤️

Utterly Free ❤️

The Deepest Freedom: Resting in Rigpa In a world entangled in striving, identity, and the momentum of memory, the word freedom often points outward—to the removal of obstacles, the end of oppression, or the space to live as we choose. But in the heart of Dzogchen, the...

Making Love By The Fire Side

Making Love By The Fire Side

The forest seemed to hush around us, the fire’s glow flickering softer now, as if the world itself held its breath, giving us this sacred, infinite moment. I rested against him, my skin still singing, every nerve attuned to the aftershocks that rippled through me like...

Sun-Kissed and Unbound

Sun-Kissed and Unbound

The city lies in a hush, wrapped in the deep exhale of night turning to morning. The streets are empty, holding their breath as if awaiting something sacred. Above, the sky is painted in a slow gradient of gold, the first rays of sunlight spilling between the...

Awakening in the City

Awakening in the City

The city's pulse feels almost tangible tonight—a low, steady hum weaving through cold metal and glistening glass that catches the neon glow. I find myself standing in this quiet break, a small pocket of stillness in a restless scene. Outside, urban chaos spills over;...

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