We cannot begin perfectly... there is confusion, messiness, untidiness - and constant dichotomy, constant reference point. But at least, we are moving in the direction of unconditional being. We are gazing at the star of Bethlehem on the horizon. It is far, far away, but still there is hope. A spark of luminosity is there. The land may be dark, the sky may be gray and black. It might be chilly, and we might be cold, uncomfortable, tired, and restless. But nevertheless, the star of Bethlehem is over there. Human beings hope. The final hope that human beings could ever be hopeful of is enlightenment, the star of Bethlehem on the horizon.
The Path is the Goal: A Basic Handbook of Buddhist Meditation,
The Star of Bethlehem, edited by Sherab Chodzin
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