Here is the text I read during our meditation:
There is a place in the heart where everything meets.
Go there if you want to find me.
Mind, senses, soul, eternity, all are there.
Enter the bowl of vastness that is the heart.
Give yourself to it with total abandon.
Quiet ecstasy is there –
and a steady, regal sense of resting in a perfect spot.
Once you know the way
the nature of attention will call you
to return, again and again,
and be saturated with knowing,
“I belong here, I am at home here.”
from the 7th/8th century Vijnana Bhairava Tantra, known as the ‘Radiance Sutras’, interpreted and translated by Lorin Roche.
And here is the link I mentioned to an article by Bayo Akomolafe:
And a short film of him talking about this idea, and the importance of talking to trees and opening to the Celtic idea of ‘thin places’ :