I have infinite patience, as I know I’m not bound by time. In time I move and dance, yet my home is not in it. The movement may be restless, yet I am not.
To accept. Utterly accept the experience as it unfolds. Acceptance from a place before experience. Before acceptance and non acceptance, so that all in experience is accepted, even the non acceptance. Then experience takes on a different quality, a different meaning. Mind, as resistance, has no hold. Nothing to start forming itself from. Make the slightest move into resistance and it forms. Experience in form starts.
Just be, allowing exactly all, with no exception and I am, before experience.