The Interconnected of All Things

I have said this before many times
Everything hangs together
By an invisible thread

And now we must know
All of us hang together
By the same thread

We are the weave
The picture being woven
And, on this level of reality,
The weaver

We need each other
We rely on each other
Life continues because of each other

This is what we are being shown
At this time of deep reflection
How it all fits together
And how easily it can fall apart

And that simple truth
Compels us to appreciate the other
To see value in all people
To develop deeper compassion and care
To shift the balance
Of our me centered consciousness
To a we centered consciousness

We don’t lose anything by this
We gain everything
And we begin to choose leaders
Who value and nurture
Collective care

A jigsaw puzzle is incomplete
If one piece is missing
And everything works because of everybody
Not because of one special one.

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A Transformational Time

This is the time
That all the spiritual work
All the inquiry
The breathing
The acceptance
The softening
And the opening
Has prepared you for

The effects of undigested,
Unprocessed, unexamined fear
Are highly destructive
Fear can convince us
The imaginary is real
It plays tricks on the brain
It hijacks the nervous system
And destroys our ability
To make informed and considered choices
Make no mistake
Fear wreaks havoc on our health

You have done all this deep work
And it has brought you here, to this
This time in history
This moment of bifurcation
When you are met with two doors
The fear and reactivity door
And the door of discernment and grounded love
It’s the same door you always face
But intensified by fear of survival

Stay present, in your body
In your breath, in your heart
Choose love, choose the love door
No matter what

There is transformational opportunity in this time
Most people might not be able to grasp it
But those who have already peeked through the veil
And seen other ways, other possibilities,
Can use this time to deepen

I am not budging from this openness
I am not going to yield to fear
I am here, staying as presence and truth,
Rooted in the unknown
Even as this reality seems to crumble to dust.

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

We Are Vast Stories

Inside us are myths and fairy stories
Archetypes, tales of great perseverance,
Terrible failures and incredible victories
We are made of tragedy and beauty
The history of humanity
Is etched in our DNA
We carry it all deep in our bones

Inside you, my friend,
A great adventure is playing out
Forces of good and evil
Right and wrong
Heroes and villains
The course of history itself
Playing out in you
In your daily world
In your struggle,
Your relationships
Your creativity
Your worry about survival
Your joy in finding love
But you don’t see it
It’s easy to miss
Being consumed by our world

Remember this vastness and depth
Look inside yourself
You are a book, a tale, a myth
A tragedy and a fairy story
All this in each of us
Don’t dumb yourself down
Or play small
When there is something incredible happening
In your whole being.

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Dance with Tears in Our Eyes

Eventually fate arrives
At every door
With the same invitation
To return home
Until then
We must live boldly
Tenderly, authentically
Wisely and freely
We must dance with tears in our eyes
And the beauty of life
In our blazing hearts
Tasting the sweetness
Even as it vanishes into emptiness.

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The Curious Game of Duality

Everyone is connected to everything
Yet each one feels entirely separate
What madness does duality bring
To deceive us so convincingly
It is an unfathomable mystery
That horrifies and delights
As though a curious game were being played
And when you realize the truth
The game is over
And true living begins
Not two but one.

Image by Johannes Plenio from Pixabay

The Radiance of the Inner World

Beauty, the true kind of beauty,
That might be called the radiance
Of the inner world
May be glimpsed unexpectedly
But, like the chase for awakening,
It is elusive and will not return through will
Yet it is not hiding, we are

But beauty may be courted
And nurtured with deliberate intent
Through surrender of willfulness
Through opening the heart even in hell
Through celebrating even in the wreckage
Through deciding to see goodness
Not in an offhand superficial way
But really seeing if goodness is there
Behind all this conflict

The ego is a mask
Hiding the true face of beauty
That beauty may be vulnerable, tender,
Or fierce and wild
It is the soul calling out
It might even be the soul of the world itself
Calling out to us, remember me, don’t forget me

When I learned that beauty was hiding
Inside me, like a secret intelligence,
I went in search of it
And in the process became a true lover of love.

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Remembering our Innocence

The purpose is not to open the heart
Because it is not actually closed
But to understand why we had to build
An energetic wall to protect our tenderness
In the first place

And if we find that
The act of awareness and understanding
Brings enough compassion and self love
To melt the wall of defense and protection
And allows us to reconnect with our essential nature
AS INNOCENCE AND TENDERNESS

That is the healing AND the AWAKENING
It is not a spiritual endeavor
It is a HUMAN one.

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