The house around her shook. The mountains outside crumbled. Their snow-topped caps crashing to form puddles at her feet, toes bitten by the chill.
Stand here. Let it cool you inside out, but don’t go numb.
All those thoughts, like the earthquake, pass. Be aware of them. For outside of them, you’ve found the moments empty of thought.
And in that coolness at your feet, seeds find a way to grow. Be warm with their burning growth, travelling up your legs.
Here is the prickly ignition of your soul, and the softening of your mind.
Rest in natural great peace.
Above all, be at ease; be as natural and spacious as possible. Slip quietly out of the noose of your habitual anxious self, release all grasping, and relax into your true nature.
If you are feeling hard and cold, let this aggression melt away in the sunlight of your meditation. – Sogyal Rinpoche.