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IN SAFE HANDS

文章作者：Jeff Foster

翻译：钱维德

You get tired ofhalf-truths, don’t you?

You get tired ofpretending

You get tired ofthe world’s promises

You get tiredof…waiting

You even get tiredof getting tired

You get tired of‘you’—

The one who ‘getstired of’

A divinedisillusionment

And a greatparadox—

For who gets tiredof whom?

And in the midst ofdespair

You find yourselfstaring life in the face

Naked andunprotected in front of its sacredness.

And for the firsttime

(For whateverreason)

You do not turnway.

It breaks you open

It shatters yourdreams

It burns up yourcertainty.

Even your dreams ofenlightenment do not stand a chance.

You tremble withfear

You cry out forhelp

(Why hast itforsaken you?)

And then

For the first time

You feel deeplyalive

Undivided from thesacredness

Resting in the armsof the One you always sought

Unprotected yetutterly safe

Free at last

Free at last.

It destroys the oneyou thought you were

But it nevertouches the One you are.

This is the roadless travelled.

A road leading notto the future

Not to the PromisedLand

But to the onereading these words now

To the one who knewall along

That all along thisroad’s ancient edges

Lie the shed skinsof lost identities and un kept promises.

Clean yourself up,my friend

You were always insafe hands.

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你受够了半桶水的真理了，不是吗？

你不愿再假装了

你听了太多的俗世应允

你就是…等烦了

你甚至很烦这个烦了

你烦这个“你”：

那个觉得“烦”的人

这个神圣的解除幻象

到底是谁受够了谁？

在这个绝望之中

你发现自己直视着生命

赤裸裸活生生地呈现在它的圣洁之前

头一回（不管是什么理由）

你没逃走

它把你剥开

它粉碎了你的梦

它烧尽了你的确定

甚至你的开悟梦也荡然无存

你怕得发抖

你哭喊呼救

（为什么要遗弃我？）

然后

头一回

你感觉到深深的生命力

跟它的圣洁合而为一

躺在你一直在找寻的合一的怀里

没有保护层却绝对地安全

终于自由了

终于自由了

它摧毁了之前你以为的你

但它从未曾搔刮过那合一的你

这是一条少有人走的路

它并不通往未来

不通往所谓的天堂

而通往那正在读这些字的那个意识

通往一直都明了于心的那个意识

在这条古老的道路边缘

遗落了一路被卸下的身份认同和不被实现的应允

好好地清理自己，我的朋友

你其实一直都在被妥善地照料着