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Sensitivity. The more open I become, the more I feel. The less I contract, the softer I am. My connection to everything around me is entirely dependent upon my ability to open and soften. My nature is to armor myself through muscle and competition. when I open and become soft and receptive, I no longer want to win--or even join the race. I just want to surround myself with the ecstatic vibration of creation. I see nothing but beauty. What a revelation it has been to discover (awaken to) that everything shimmers in the light of Divine Grace. There is no need for me to search further for contentment outside of what I already recognize, but to recognize that what surrounds me is just enough. Supreme beauty.

Shri--ever present, within and without. I open and, BEHOLD! It has, and will always be here. Right HERE! Tat Sat.