Radical Beauty

Throw away all this politeness
And speak up for beauty
And love!

Declare yourself a radical
Don’t hold your tongue any longer
Speak what is deepest in your heart
Serve your soul’s loving
What is there to lose?

You have been holding it back
Fitting in, keeping quiet,
Trying to find the middle ground
Not rocking the boat
Enough!

Rock the boat beautifully
Declare yourself to the world
Show your hand
Daunt your friends with your love
And with your honesty
Speak up for kindness and tenderness
The way those who laud hatred so proudly do

Serve beauty with all your heart
And something mysterious will happen
Beauty will see and hear you
And start serving you…not your false self
But the true and authentic you

Jump in, let’s go!
There’s not a moment to lose…

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The Language of Beauty

There is a world inside this one
Its language is beauty
To talk to that world
You must learn to speak
In a different way
The way of the heart

When the relationship
Between the inner world
And the surface world
Is remembered and honored
Harmony returns

First there must be a shedding
Of the old self, the outer skin
The layers of protection
Built up by the illusory need
To live inside walls

You must be willing
To become wild again
To awaken wildness within
To awaken vulnerability
To awaken innocence
And fearlessness
It’s not as terrifying as it sounds
It’s a hair’s breadth away
As close as your skin
And it wants you
As much as you want it
It’s in your willingness to surrender

And then, when you begin to understand
The language of beauty
The world opens its gates to you
And, even though it may look like hell,
You will only see heaven
Not as a delusion
But as a reality.

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Follow Your Deepest

It is there, inside,
Like a light
Hidden by clouds
It is your inner guidance
The task is not to find it
But to remove all that obscures it

Follow your deepest calling
Dear heart
It’s the only thing
That will lead you to true love

At first we play on the surface
But over time we yearn for more
That yearning is for the deepest
It’s your soul calling
Listen quietly and softly
And follow it
Even if it scares you
Or seems crazy
Still follow your deepest
It is calling you home.

Tend to your Garden

Distracted by practicalities
He forgot to nurture his soul
Slowly his inner flower wilted
And beauty did perish
The light of love faded
And life became meaningless

Without the inner life
The life that brings joy and depth
We are little more than robots

Nurture and water the garden
Tend to it diligently with great care
It will feed you and ripen you
You will become a great tree
And others will come
To savor your fruit.
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Softening Into Life

I saw the great movement
The rising and falling
The coming and going
The eternal wave
As it rolled along
And I realized
I would never stop it
No matter how powerful
No matter how angry
Or how right I was
Or how wrong
Everything and everyone else was
So I stopped struggling
Against life
I just stopped struggling
And said ok
Here you are
I surrender

At first it was tough
I kept forgetting
But it became a practice
A mantra
Every time I argued with life
Each time I withdrew and contracted
Or reared up in righteous indignation
I quietly whispered
And this too
And this too
And this too

Slowly slowly a new relaxation came upon me
I softened into life
And life softened into me
A harmony arose
Within and without
And I moved easier in the world
What great change we are capable of
When we just stop fighting life.

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The Garden Within

There is a garden within each of us
Left unattended and neglected
It will wither and perish
Over time it will be overrun by weeds
And slowly it will decay and diminish

We fed this garden naturally
When we were children
We were the garden
And the garden was us
There was no separation

And then life happened
And the garden became neglected
It was forgotten or deemed unimportant

But when the garden is neglected
Joy dies, laughter turns serious
And the innocent celebration of life
Has no place

Feed this garden,
Shower it with attention
Love it, offer it beauty,
Clear out the weeds
Let it breathe again
Do whatever it takes
And, with loving patience,
It will spring back to life
And sweet innocent joy
Will return.