David Deida

My need for love that remained unmet was now obvious to me as a need that could not be met by any woman. The only 'woman' who could meet my need for love was the one whom is always appearing. This 'she' is the very experience of this moment. The form of this 'lady' is the shape of this moment. 'She' is always dancing as whatever sights, sounds, textures, thoughts, and emotions flicker in the field of consciousness. And love is the music that dances her.