The heart longs To sing it’s song In the morning And in the evening Whether that song Is of joy or sorrow It is not the song that matters But the expression Into the universe
The mind says no You’re not good enough The song is lame It’s too revealing You are too sensitive Too vulnerable To be singing such things
You listen to the mind But over time The frustration is immense The blocking of natural desire To sing your unique song Starts to kill you Or make you depressed
You may have even forgotten You had a song to sing Because you are now distracted By all the others things That have gone wrong As a consequence Of forgetting to sing your song
But wait! Friend, it is never too late To sing your song To give expression To your uniqueness And I’m not talking about Mouthing from your ego I’m talking about Saying your blessed name Into the eternal ocean From your soul.
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.
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.