Sky Bridge

By Chen Xiaofang Padma

As children of heaven and earth. We chose to be born into this time when the world is at the most interesting turns. We are the perfect embodiment of light and dark. We are the answers to our own questions.

Life is a flowing river. The songs we sing echoing in reflections of our learning.

Under the same sky, we share the same rights. Our feelings are of the primal importance of our well-being. May all beings understand our creator's role and relate to each other with kindness.

May we know the essence of life comes from nonjudgement. May we learn to trust the one who gives us this life. And to taste the preciousness of our own being.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Mar 13, 2022
• ISBN: 9781669806738

Chen Xiaofang Padma

Chen Xiaofang, Padma Tso is born on Nov. 1973 in Beijing, China. She was born in deep autumn in a typical Beijing yard. It was a miracle that when she was born, the branches near her house from a big crabapple tree bloomed with flowers. She is in tune with nature and talks to trees and stars. She could look beyond the mundane realities and see into a person’s true heart. To follow life’s calling she came to Maui, HI, and lived on the island since 2006, her journey of discovering herself thus begin unfolding. She is a lightworker, a dreamer, and a visionary. As the earth shifting to a new age, she began to close one chapter and start anew. Ready to shed skins and sharing gems she discovered along the way. Sharing her inner knowledge and her commune with the universe. Contact her for personal console and classes at [e-mail].

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Me

I don’t have to be anybody

I am nobody

I am the one and only

Me

When desires leave me

When no where I need to be

When I could just rest inside 

I am free

When all thoughts seized 

I found

Me

How sweet

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Preciousness

What beauty

The sun the moon

The day and the night

What miracles

Rotating

Serving one another 

Endless

The creator is us

This universe here 

For us all to taste experience

Children of Heaven and Earth 

Beyond precious 

Look far

One glimpse of our true self captured

Eternal peace

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Inner you

A heavenly arranged friend asked:

How do you find that inner you?

Inner you? Who is that?

The inner you are the inner heart of the hearts

The one that we call God

The one knows everything and nothing

Has no knowledge of time

Nor does it know about differentiating

This one

Could only be found

When you are in the same steps and waves

When you are not doing harm

To any living being

The other is you and you the other

You cannot kill without killing yourself

You cannot give without receiving

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This inner you are the judge sits on the throne

Watching with the most dedicated attentiveness

Of every of your move

And the intention behind

Joy and sorrow thus begin

Total and absolute trust in love

A journey set out to find the one

Isn’t the best hiding place

Right in front of our own eyes?

Why can we not be seeing what is right in front?

Every complication has its own reason

And complexity

Is what the inner you disguise

The most

The palace we build within

One brick at a time

Is it from purity?

Or is it from a wanting?

Are we creating heaven?

Or do we want to live in hell?

Clarity is the key

Honesty with ourselves

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Is the beginning step we take

Toward finding our inner self

The inner self

Never know about fear or worry or even care

The inner self

Soar into the sky and it is as big as

The universe itself

If you find the one

You find the all

If you can focus on the one

You can for the whole

Always remember

The one is the whole

And the whole

Is the one

The inner you know no weakness

Its strength does not exhaust

For it has not a mind of its own

Beginning and ending

Is merely the same

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Know this inner you rest inside of you

When you call upon it

It is right there

Never leaves

Calm your own sea

let your breath take you

To the bottom of your ocean

When the mind stops counting

When a thousand projections cease working

when you can smell