My September post.

You see the world happening.  

You don't shield yourself from it, but you live beyond it. 

Your consciousness is deeper, beyond the images on the screen,

You live in the larger reality. 

It's not like the images don't have weight, they do. They can be quite wrenching. 

But you never forget that there's a wider view,

A much better feeling perspective to take.  

When you fully accept that this lifetime is simply a step along the way, and that salvation (or not) is not hanging in the balance,

Then you relax and stop trying so hard.  

Life becomes an authentic flow,

Because you come to trust that flow as the expression of your Greater Reality

Winding its way through you.

❤️

New York August 6, 2013

Suddenly I feel sweetly tender

toward that man who broke my heart

he who is heading away from me

feverishly driving east.

here I sit, with my empty arms

my heart reaching across the miles

so my chest feels rather empty too.

Still, be still and quiet

breathe and feel the presence of The Beloved

The Beloved carries me with soft wings

I fly to him, lighter than air

I nestle under his ear by his neck

he expands to meet me

and there’s a fast, upward rush in my heart

and here I sit, with full heart, full feeling.

Still, be still, don't fight it, let it flow here.

He drives, he drives.  He's weary with it

but he nears his destination.

he loves me, in his way, I know it

but I let him go without a word

I think he wanted it that way.

Affirmation February 24, 2013

I release my grip on life.
I release everything in my past.
I am in the river
And I allow myself to float away
From everything I've ever known.
All attachment is cut
And I float freely, unencumbered.
I let go of my life, I float away from it.
I am free.

Sage and Sig. November 5, 2012

You and I were on our way somewhere.

It was an afternoon of dark, wet skies and  

Thunder booming all around.
Our hearts were excited by the storm

We pulled off at a curve in the road, 

Stepped over a low, wire fence

And walked into a field to smell the sage.

Even now I feel my goose bumps and shivers,

The cold, heavy rain that pounded my skin

The bright flashes that electrified the air

But it was the glorious scent of 

Rain-soaked sage that filled my senses.

I looked at you, you were smiling back at me.

We reflected delight to each other, utter joy in

That beautiful place, at that perfect moment.

I see the light in your eyes now, the pleasure in your face.

I feel our radiance, our vitality, our shared bliss.

I loved you then, as I loved that place and time.

The smell of sage for me contains this memory.

The scent is lovely on it’s own.

But for me, it will always be more.

XII The Hanged Man 08/26/2012

This feels like beauty.

Flowers and the sweet smell of good earth

Ants and grasses and green and damp

As I hang here from this branch.

I see the bright blue sky above my feet and

The branches of these trees, they are perfect.

The grasses and insects and sweet, damp earth

Thrill the blood in my veins; I am connected.

I was meant to hang here from this bow,

Now at the end of my days

To be tied to the one thing

I’ve never known, to the Unknown.

I’m hanging from an idea I had of unreality

That I realize now is as real as anything in my long life. 

Which tells me that mystery is an illusion.

Everything that was down has always been up.

Evil has always been good, as a way

To purge darkness from the collective experience,

And good is the satisfied feeling we get 
from being in alignment with life.
My past actions were desperate attempts to achieve
That which vibration could have brought forth with no effort.

I sacrificed myself for this wisdom

And my striving brought me to this wondrous end.

For now, the sweet smell of good earth is enough.

My hair is touching the grasses,

I am an extension of the grasses.

I am a dragonfly.

The Blue Beacon 06/24/2012

I did it again.  Off I flew, jumping with excitement.

My heart was lingering between your eyes, but I flew.

My legs move me, the heart in my chest is pounding.

I chant to myself - why did I not talk?

Why can't I speak? Why do I run off like that?

I walk a distance, feeling a tugging in me.

I turn around and look, and I see your silly blue cap

Shining like a beacon, down the way.

It’s yelling to me with light,

"I'm here!  I'm here!"

Part of me wants to run back, swoop down the hill

And stand before your blue hat, breathless and exhilarated.

But then I sigh, and say,

But what do I have to say to him?

Nothing of importance.

There are things I could say,

But I've already walked away

And I left it on good terms.

Best to make a clean exit.

So I keep walking. 

My mind flashes, remembering

I accidentally poked you when you walked by.  

Smiling.  Turn to look again but I can’t see.

Now I'm walking across the flow of traffic, 

Looking for a clear line of sight

And yes, I see it - there's that blue light.  

Now I'm laughing.

It's just, you know,

I don't really want to talk.

I think I would be happy

Just to sit by you, close my eyes

And feel your vibration.  When you’re near,

The world looks beautiful, bright and clear

And I feel love allowing life to flow with ease.

Making conversation would only distract me

From the energetic current

That draws me to you.

Those were my thoughts

But time had already intruded,

And I ran off.  So I turned and left, and then

I drove through the sunset,

And now I'm nowhere near you.

But in my mind, I can see the glow

Around your bright eyes, and I know

There's some of me in it. 

The day I met you,

When I flew away from you that first time,

I fancied that some of you came with me.

The energy of an ethereal smile and sparkling eyes,

To whom I said, make yourselves at home, sweet particles.

While your charge lasts, you are welcome here.

NATARASHOOM 8/13/2008

My love is pounding in my breast

Pounding for you – pounding me

From inside to out

My love is indefinable

It puzzles me

Seems to spring from nowhere

And is all-encompassing

Like it existed forever

Before human experience

Before physical practice.

My love for you is relentless

Never wavers – has always been

In present experience, it grew

From the smallest seed

To the giant tree

That spread its arms

Across the planet.

My love is full of passion

My mind cannot forget you

My body feels your absence

My arms are empty still

My eyes long to view you

My skin yearns to sense you

My heart is pounding now

Pounding from inside out

Filling space – eternity

With love that’s wrought by you.

Bright light traveling

To far reaches of space

Searching your presence

And finding that you’re me.

My light is shining arc

Glistening with colors

Joining you to me -

But there is no face there

There are no hands to touch me

My human bond is gone

And life is energy again

Your eyes never looked on me

Your hair never fell on me

My skin never savored your touch

My life was spent apart from you.

The human life is odd

The yearning never ends

The lonesome pounding is all

The hands, arms, legs

They’re like someone else’s project.

But my heart is mine

My heart knows it’s not human

My heart knows it’s more

My mind cannot fathom

What my heart knows for sure.

And out in space, you’re present

And I participate

Like you, I am engaged

How strange life seems to me!

Like a huge, mad game

We’re in outer space

And I’m merely hoping

To some day know I’m there.

What does this pounding mean?

Tell me what you know.

Why does this longing settle here?

Why is it all I crave?

Words are not enough

They only reach the border

They do not enter space

Where in my dreams I’ve felt you

And after death I fell

My love is pounding still.