You are beginning to reorient yourself, to redefine fruitfulness.

It's not necessarily how many dollars are in your bank account, how many followers you have,

how many likes you get.

It's if you have the grace to sit down and practice the capacity to hold this much light, this many names,

to practice my name, to whisper it when fear comes.

That's the fruit.

You're holding the fruit.

You're beholding the fruit.

That scene devoid of you, which means devoid of panic, devoid of need. Before thought,

that scene is perfect. It is complete. It is whole. Nothing is missing. But when you become that

character, you're looking for more money, more promotion, more stability, more health, more

certainty.

You step back out, that silence with no narration, no overlay of past, present, future, no desires, no want at all.

And that body might as well be a king.

It's richer than a king because it has no needs.

It's just sitting there in me.

It's just standing there in me. It's just standing there in me.

Every breath is me. I'm looking out through its eyes. I've renewed its mind. That's why it gets so quiet when you recognize what you are and what you are not. I come in and I remove everything.

I empty it out and then I bring everything good. I remove everything. I empty it out.

And then I bring everything good.

I love you.