REMEMBERING HEART

A collective that cannot share its sorrows
Cannot sit together in its grief and suffering

And see each one in the eyes of the other

A people so lost in individuation
It loses its humanity

Has not lost its mind
It has lost its heart
Forgotten itself
Fallen under a spell

The task of the restless one
Is to remember their own heart
Uncover it from all that has covered it
And then to shine it out
So others may also remember theirs

That is all we can really do
The rest is up to the divine.

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AN INFINITE ECSTATIC SORROW

As I ran in the silence of the early dawn
Held by the emptiness of mournful piano

An infinite sorrow came upon me
Causeless and peaceful
It was without limit
Soft and almost imperceptible
And inside it
Was a kind of exquisite ecstasy

None of this needed any explanation or inquiry
No holding on to it
As though it were life itself
The air, consciousness, love

I was there, in eternity,
As eternity, a moment in time
A witness and a drop in the ocean
I may never recover
Neither would I want to.

TO KNOW ETERNITY

Presence is a portal
Through which we know eternity
There is only one hole in time’s tapestry
And that is NOW

We are born of time
Like all flesh and blood
Like all form

Yet still we can know eternity
When we come to a complete stop
And allow the mind to settle
As the sediment in a bottle settles
After shaking

To intimately know eternity
For one exquisite moment
Brings an ecstatic wave
And an un-reconcilable grief

That our time here is fleeting
And gone so quickly.

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ACCEPTANCE IS A PRACTICE

When acceptance is allowed
To fall deeper and deeper
From the mental realm
Into the emotional realm
And even into the physical realm

It starts to become an embodied experience
That shows up in all relationships

You only find out what it really means
In the act of doing it

As a theory it is useless
As a lived practice it is profound
It changes you and your world

But embracing acceptance is tough
We are conditioned into non acceptance
To resist life and fight with it
To over power it as though life were an enemy
That must be defeated

To fall into a deeper acceptance
All that conditioning must come undone
And that unravelling forces us to come
Face to face with ourselves
In increasingly intimate ways

We may not like what we find
But there is the practice right there
In accepting what we don’t like
In ourselves and in the world

Acceptance is an ongoing unfoldment
An invitation to go deeper and deeper
An exploration of who we are
Beyond and behind the mask.

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TRANSFORMING THE SHADOW

The human condition must be borne by each of us
Both our personal and ancestral tragedies and wounds
And the suffering of the collective
Somehow we have to expand our consciousness to do this

For the historic and habitual tendency we have adopted
To turn away from suffering, to ignore the horrors,
Does not, nor ever has, swept them under the carpet
Or made them disappear
All it ever did was create an enormous collective and individual shadow

That which is denied does not vanish
But lives in the darkness

There is great opportunity in these changing times
For everything to transform
And for humanity to begin living in an inclusive way

But only when each of us starts to transform our own lives
And begins living in an inclusive way

And that means we each must open up and face ourselves
And face the world
Bear the unbearable
Tear down the walls that we have erected around our hearts
Resolve our habitual desire to judge and measure ourselves and others
Purify our own shadow, meet our demons, welcome our suffering
And become clear vessels of the light
Not as superficial new age wishful thinkers

But as authentic, wild, humble, free, carriers of truth
Willing to bear the human condition
Even as our hearts break open
For we know that love pours forth into the world.

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THE SMALL WARS

The world is increasingly divided
Don’t let that division become you

If peace and wholeness
Are your heart’s longing
You must put down all weapons that divide

Disarming ourselves is the hardest task
For it seems we are conditioned
To wage a small war on anything
That does not fit our own beliefs
And we each carry different beliefs
So there are small wars happening everywhere

To really embrace our truth as love
Those wars, those small yet insidious
Defend and attack wars
That keep the world stuck in division
Must come to an end

Therein lies the work of the warrior of the heart.

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IT IS ALRIGHT

There is a point on the journey
Of awakening
When you realize
It is all alright
It always was alright
It always is alright
And it always will be alright

Despite the suffering, the hardship,
The war, the loss, the grief,
The violence, the terrible things
We do to ourselves and each other

Still…
It is all alright
It always was alright
It always is alright
And it always will be alright

There is no way of explaining this
So the mind that is divided understands
It is not an argument or a belief
And it doesn’t stop the wheel of pain

It just brings great relief

For you have fallen into your god essence
And realized that separation
Is the most beguiling of illusions
But ultimately untrue.

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FLICKERS OF LIGHT

Friend, why not fly through the clouds
Into the firmament
Up, beyond the pull of gravity,
The gravity that holds us here
But pins us down
Out, through the outer layers
Of whatever field of energy
Allows the multitude of life to exist
On this blue ball of uniqueness

Into the dark and empty fullness of space

The first astronauts who ventured out into the darkness
Developed such a respect and love when they looked at home,
Alone and tiny in the great scheme of things
Vulnerable and miraculous in the eternal wheel

Why do we forget so easily
And become entangled in our pettiness
In our gripes and righteous complaints
In our arguments and wars

Remembering is such sweet humility
We are but flickers of light
That pass through the dark sky
Remember, remember, remember.

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The Dancer and the Danced

We are being danced
Played and vibrated

We have given ourselves an identity
Given a name to the nameless we are

A dancing pattern of particles
Stardust gathered from the vast
Circling an imperceptible black hole, a void
At the center of our constellation

We are a universe, each one a world unto ourselves
Billions and billions of worlds
Colliding, interacting,
Drawing towards and repelling

For one moment, cease giving a name to yourself
Rest as the nameless one
Be the dance

In truth
You are the player and the played
The vibrator and the vibration itself
Mesmerizing astonishing truth

Don’t dumb yourself down
By imagining you are just a small someone
You are all that is
Eternity gathered up as a unique expression
What more do you want?

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