In a moment
When you are willing to look,
You will see.
In a moment
When you are willing to sit and listen,
You will hear.
Peace has always been here,
We simply make other choices.
Creation.
In a moment
When you are willing to look,
You will see.
In a moment
When you are willing to sit and listen,
You will hear.
Peace has always been here,
We simply make other choices.
Creation.
All of me?
I am revealing and revisiting
moments and memories.
Loving and releasing,
Creating infinite space.
Opening to the vastness and wonder of the now.
Love.
The cicadas are done for the season and I am grateful because
They make so much noise I cannot hear the rattle snakes which are much more dangerous.
I stomp my feet as I walk around anyway.
The Mullen has gone to seed as well so I do not wade in the tall grass as much.
Now the crickets are playing their songs,
Some louder than others.
They are so distracted searching for mates they do not see me and occasionally land in my hair or hit my face.
In the morning air I smell the approach of winter.
Once you allow yourself
To be infinitely immersed in
The divinity of your own soul,
All else dissolves into the stillness
And you
Will begin to see
Nothing is what it seems,
Again and again.
Now awaken.
Peace.
The owl has moved to the tree outside my door again. i listen as he softly sings in the dark.
Candle light flickers on this fall morning, caressing the windows and walls without pause.
I look at my feet and think of all the places near and far I have stepped.
My feet are not tired.
This longing to move, run, climb,
And dance never ending.
I feel the electricity move through my body as my feet feel the earth,
Filling my mind with wonder and my heart with anticipation.
I am on my way,
On my way.
She tried to leap with her eyes closed,
Keeping a tight hold
On to people and places dear to her heart.
Calling.
Writing.
Driving off the map, out of the planned journey.
But when she fell into this deep,
dark
Hole,
All she had
Was the sound of her breathing and her
Heart beating;
And there
The whole world changed.
Sacred solitary immersion.
Falling yet floating in the unity of the universal
Stillness.
Blinded by the darkness she now sees
And all is well.
Originally posted on November 7, 2015
I
Sat in the jungle
And dissolved into the stillness.
Jaguar approached me
And pierced my skin.
As blood fell to the jungle floor
She said,
“This is the blood of everyone.
The anguish of your mothers
And fathers
Has already been shed.
You are anew.
You choose to carry pain from the past
Because believe you are supposed to.
Release it.
It is not yours to carry.
Your ancestors
And all of the universe
Wish for you to
Let it go.”
Let your voice,
Your silence,
Your deeds
Be For
Love,
To build up.
To share,
to
Let others live and be the best they can.
The universe is all of us,
Not merely a singular point of view.
He stands on the edge of
Everywhere meets nowhere;
All collides with nothing.
Patiently waiting.
Looking ahead
Hand outstretched behind him,
He Reaches
Knowing she is
Coming.
Surfing the waves of time,
She is coming.
With a touch
Light and dark merge;
One.
All that was in motion now still,
What was dispersed now melding.
Immersion into silence,
On they go into the knowing.