Love’s Call Home

When did you stop loving yourself
When did you get the idea
There was something wrong with you
Maybe you didn’t notice
You just slowly moved away from wholeness
And started looking at yourself from some critical place
And judging

It all happened when you became someone
But you became who you had to
If you hadn’t become who you are
You would have become someone else
We have to become someone

But no, all these years later
There are parts you don’t like
Or parts that hurt
And you judge them, or you judge others

What’s the easiest way to solve that?
Start loving yourself again
Move back to the wholeness you are and always were
Love it all, the wounds, the pain, the sorrow,
Love the rejection, the victim, the righteous one
Just stop fighting with yourself

Eventually love’s call will soften all hard edges
And inner harmony will return
You could call this self forgiveness
Forgiving the self that imagines it is separate
This is your call to wholeness.

The Wheel of Life

You say being kind in a hostile and dangerous world
A world full of endless trouble and suffering
Is naive and foolhardy

I say kindness is a display of wisdom and an embracing of innocence
And that, in the face of all life’s woes
Indeed, knowing the nature of existence itself,
To retreat into cynicism or closure
Increases suffering and unwillingness
And still doesn’t stop it

Eventually everything is taken
Eventually everything opens to its fate
We are all walking towards the same door
And life is inherently both tragic and ecstatic

Only an open heart and surrendered mind
Can allow the world to be as it is
Without rejecting it or trying to explain it
And that awareness will become kindness
When it is allowed to flow

Compassion is not a belief
It is a natural response
To the wheel of life.

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To find the truth
You must look deep into your own heart
Into your soul and into your deepermost being

The spiritual wayfarer who tries to find truth
By accumulating knowledge
Will, quickly or slowly, find themselves at a dead end
With nowhere left to go but in

That is a beautiful moment
For then the journey really begins
As the knots and the protective layers
That cover up vulnerability
Are met, embraced and dived into
A profound deepening happens
And a great tenderness arises

By and by this opening and tenderness
Reveals itself as the truth
Not as a mental construct
But as a flower that opens
When its time comes

As a lived reality.

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Love is Trying to Find You

Love is always trying to find you
But you resist and resist
Saying you are not ready
But you ARE ready
You have never been more ready

Love is beckoning you to its door
And into its kingdom
But you say ‘I need to resolve this
And I can’t let go of this,’
And you hesitate at the threshold
Imagining there is more you should do or know

Love, your true home,
Doesn’t care about what you think
Or what you imagine
It comes at you, beseeching, begging, demanding

Give yourself once and for all to this inner calling
What do you have to lose?
Only the remnants of clothes you once wore
With pride and pomp
Only the threads of your worldly robes
That no longer fit or even suit you

Love is trying to find you
Surrender once and for all
It will be such a relief.

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No Transformation Without the Heart

There can be no transformation
Without the heart becoming involved
There are defensive structures
We have unconsciously built
Around our innocence and vulnerability
At one time necessary for our survival
They have become part of our life
And we are often ruled by these defenses

If the path of transformation calls us
It may well, at first, engage the mind
(Although secretly it is the heart driving us)
But if we stay on the level of the mind
Nothing much changes apart from understanding

Thus at some point that heart,
That which lies behind the defended wall,
Must become involved
This is when things get juicy
And painful, and sometimes wild
And often scary

Some of our lost innocence must be rediscovered
And we could do with a little vulnerability
Worn with grace and nobility
There is no weakness in this
In fact it is our great strength.

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Time of Reflection While the Train Has Stopped

My prayer for us all
Is that we may take this time
To reflect on our lives
And to make new choices
If we find we have been caught
In the fray, and forgotten true value

When, after many decades of confusion,
I came home to love
I also came home to seeing
How easy it is to miss this life
How easy it is to miss the gift
And the gift is simple, there for both
Rich and poor
Woman and man, black and white
The simplicity and power
Of opening the heart
Whatever the circumstances
Whatever the injustice

True power is the power to care

Our train has been moving too fast
And suddenly it has stopped
A pause at some wayward station
And we get to breathe
And look at the view
And go inside
And decide who we want to be

And when the train, at some point,
Lurches back into its movement
Will be just go back to the same ways
Or will our hearts and minds have opened
And we will make new choices

It’s not up to them, it’s up to us.

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Our Only Real Power

The only power we really have
Is to choose love
Even in the face of fear and hatred
Whether that fear and hatred
Comes from the outside
Or it comes from the inside
The choice to stay open
Is profound in its power
And will send ripples out
Into the world
Touching all who witness it
Like a single light
In the darkness.

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Fragile Creatures

We are fragile creatures
Surrounded by loss
Our daily lives are lived
In an uncertainty
It is difficult to face
So we turn away, again and again,
But denial is no answer
To truth

The wise one
Holds uncertainty
And inevitability
As intimate companions
Yet identifies with neither
Choosing instead openness
And loving kindness

This is the choice
Either this
Or the agony of closure.

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Allow Your Heart To Open

Just for the next few hours
Don’t talk about how worried you are
Or how bad things might be
Don’t even think about the future
What might or might not happen

Instead, just for a while,
Consider how deeply you can go
How far down inside you can fall
Contemplate on how open you can be
How vast your heart can become

There are treasures here and now
Even amidst the difficulty
But to discover these riches
We have to turn away from the noise
Turn off the endless fear parade
Whether in our own mind
Or in the world we experience

Don’t worry, it will all be there
If you decide to return

But for now, allow your heart
To be the openness it longs for
Now is the time to pour yourself
Into that inner chamber

There has never been a better time to love
Let nothing hold you back.

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