You may join me if you like. Bring a coat...and a light lunch.
Here we are now: At the Arboretum in Golden Gate Park in San Francisco...near the Camellia section. It is morning...quite foggy...with an exhilarating chill in the air.
Follow me: There... do you see it?: a tiny gate hidden behind some of the farthest camellias. One could easily overlook it...the gate that is...And on either side of the gate are hanging baskets of brightly colored fuchsias...dainty pinks and whites and purples: like oriental lanterns: spotlighting the gate...the entrance: which is constantly overlooked...by the mind...that is.
Yet this is a secret entrance...unknown to the mind. And look, through the tangle of branches... at the top of the gate is the shape of a heart...in ancient iron craftmanship. What a clue! Why this gate is pretty much in everyday view...but one has to really look to find it!
Come with me!...lets open the gate! Are you willing?
Perhaps you are wondering...what is the price of admission? Ah...good question: There are two requirements: A willingness to completely discard or even just set aside who you think you are... and your current perception of life. And the other requirement is a burning desire to know what love is...what genuine love really is.
Are you truly willing to open the gate? I will be with you. (to be continued...)
With love, Jimi.