Release the Mind

To sit in the emptiness of it all
Wordless. Silent. Present.
Without trying to understand
No rationalizing or strategizing
No attempt to fix anything
Or make it wrong, or right
All argument with life finished
At least for this brief time
Just listening from openness, as openness
Almost passive yet fully alive
What a gift
What a moment of peaceful union

We are tyrannized by our own thinking
As though the mind were a machine
That, once switched on, will only turn off
At death

The need for mastery of mind
By seeing its incessant nature
Its relentless mechanism
Is a boon to the human experience
We can do this by releasing it
And realizing it is not who we are

We are wordless, silent, present.

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The Wanderer in Form

I have fallen into love’s open arms
There is no place left within me
That is a harbor for falsehood
Or righteous trickery
Illusory world that deceives us
And pulls us into desire
No longer has power over me
I have become a slave to love
And a servant of truth
There is no great regaling at this
For it hurts to leave the world
And yet still walk in the world
One must endure a constant heartbreak
This dismantling of all structures
Renders you empty
And in that emptiness
Must you walk
Half ecstatic, half desolate
A wanderer in form
Seeking nothing
But falling forever into the unknown.

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Speaking Truth From Love

Awakening is not a badge
A pinnacle
An achievement
We have it all wrong
We take success consciousness
And try and apply it to our awakening
It’s not that at all

It’s a softening of all hardness
An opening of what was closed
It has no achievement in it
It is tender, even vulnerable
But there is no victim

It’s the wide open space of softness
We just don’t have experience of it
So it’s hard to grasp it
We are conditioned to achievement,
To success or failure
To penetration
To attack or defend
To victim and aggressor
We are even trained to expect hostility
All this talk of softening, of opening,
It creates chaos in the mind
Openness! No way, I hear people say

Yes I say, radical openness
The end of defend and attack mentality
There is incredible strength in openness
But the defended and righteous self
Cannot comprehend it
This strength is of the heart wide open
Speaking truth from love

When you have touched this place
And experienced its power
It will change you forever

And you might fall into a deeper beauty
Into a deep tenderness of love
And that will bring you to your true power

And if we could all embrace
That powerful truthful openness
We could never harm each other
And everything would change.

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The Splendor of the Wreckage

It took me to the edge of myself
I had to die to be reborn
The old self is gone
He was dysfunctional, angry
Distracted, obsessed,
He lived in the past
And carried the bags of pain
With righteous indignity
There was so much beauty in him
Hidden under the weight
Of stories of self
His body was toxic
Nervous system triggered
Always running running away
And then running running towards
And beneath the surface
Such a deep anxiety and despair

All gone, all dissolved
As a dream dissolves
Upon meeting the dawn

Replaced now with presence
With emptiness
With no story, just this
With a love that has no cause
Just this, just this

It took me years
To lose myself
To find my Self
I had to let go of everything
I became so sick
In body, emotion and mind
I came face to face with death
I screamed, I wailed, I raged

Oh I have been there my friend
I know the journey
Of unravelling the knots and the stories
It’s like letting go on an entity
The pain body hangs on to us
And we must let go of it
Again and again
Until it finally just dissolves
Like the dream it is

For me it was like a rebirth
For some people it is gentle
But if you carry trauma
Then it may be an arduous release
But when people come to me
With their new age ways
Of trying to perfect themselves
And make it alright
And tell me they have awakened

It makes me want to laugh
And cry

The transformation we talk about here
Is a demolition of all that is false
And that’s pretty much everything
We don’t rebuild ourselves
From the debris

We live in the splendor
Of the wreckage.

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A Prayer to the Divine

Just for a moment
Let us stand here naked and empty
Free of all this burden of living
Just stand here as the air
As free as emptiness
No words needed
For there is nothing to say
We can hold our heads high to the heavens
Or bow them down to the deepest ground
It doesn’t matter
It is all a prayer to the divine.

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If We Should Ever Meet

Friend, if we should ever meet
Let it be like this
Do not feel awkward
But look me in the eye
I will meet you wherever you are
Fear not our intimacy
This is the path of the warrior
The way of openness
It has no need of false defense
No need for the mask
That covers insecurity
Just meet me, openly,
Without any covering, no story
Nothing that pollutes
Our sensitive relating

It doesn’t have to be special
It just has to be real
If it can’t be real
If you can’t show me your true face
Please, don’t show up,
I will be quite happy
To just sit in this emptiness.