
To move through the world with an open heart requires no spiritual strain when one sees each face as the Divine appearing in another form. The gaze shifts from judgment or preference to recognition, an acknowledgment that the Infinite hides behind every mask, smiling through the eyes of the stranger, the friend, the adversary, and the beloved.
When perception shifts in this way, reverence arises without being willed. Bowing of the heart happens effortlessly, because the heart no longer measures worth or assigns categories; it simply bends before the presence of the sacred in its countless costumes.
Consider how different daily interactions would be if seen through this lens. The hurried cashier at the grocery store is not a nuisance but the Divine pressed into the role of service. The difficult colleague, the one who sparks irritation, becomes a stern disguise of God, reminding you of hidden patience. Even those who wound us, in their own fragmented ways, become reflections through which compassion can deepen.
To live this way is not to deny the roughness of human behaviour but to recognize that the Source never abandons its disguises. Each face is both particular and universal, flawed yet flawless, passing yet eternal. The mind resists, but the heart knows; it bows without calculation when it sees through the mask to the boundless presence it conceals.
Morgan O. Smith
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