13/4 Practice cultivating bodhicitta—love of all beings including oneself—until the sky opens up as a parachute for everyone. But one that hasn’t a single shape or color and is omnidirectional. It is seemingly everything already and yet because it’s completely in the ‘now’ it’s thought to be ephemeral and nothing at all. It is us and not us, both that and not that, as well. Why then ask what color is your parachute? Better to have it open on its own and be surprised at its color. But what then if it never opens? Try to imagine that…hitting the ground from a great height. It’s OK. I’ve imaged that and didn’t physically die. This is similar to focusing on one’s being that is not a being nor a nonbeing. Then, gathering it all—one’s ontology—into a sum of experiences and stuffing it back into its parachute pack, imagining it as one’s primordial safety net. A security blanket your baby self has now outgrown. Consider this, has it been worth it? The pain versus the pleasure? Did ...