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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ENTRUSTED WITH THE SPARK

We have each been entrusted
With the divine spark of life

Love, compassion and joy
Are encoded into our dna

Yet we forget, beguiled by
Survivalism and conditioning
Mesmerized by desire and fear

And in our amnesia
We walk the earth
Searching for something
That makes us feel whole

We are already whole
And each of us
Has been entrusted
With the divine spark of life

Remembering this
Allows the spark
To become a fire.

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The Cliff Falls Into the Ocean

I don’t know how it happened
It just gradually happened
As if by itself
In its own time
Without me noticing
The switch
From the separating of things
To everything being included
And being fundamentally accepted
I don’t know how it happened
It wasn’t something I did
But eventually the separate self
Dissolved into unity

Maybe it was as inevitable
As the cliff that finally falls into the ocean
After countless years of erosion

It wasn’t a big bang
No trumpets or fanfare
Nothing grandiose
Just a simple shift
Almost imperceptible
And entirely natural
As though the final step
Was the smallest
As though the final breath
Was the ‘Ahhh,’ of the final release.

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ON HUMILITY

Only the humble man or woman
Can know the deepest peace

The righteous ego, built on its pridefulness,
Has no capacity to know humility

For true humility is the sacrifice
Of the righteous ego itself

And the righteous ego
Will do everything in its power
To maintain its own existence

Ironically, while the ego tells the world
That humility is the greatest weakness there is,
The truth is the opposite
And humility opens the door
To the miraculous natural power of the universe

While the ego is busy trying to acquisition
All the power for itself.

Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth” (Matthew 5:5)
Blessed = Happy and peaceful
Meek = Gentle of spirit, humble and true
Inherit the earth = Become natural

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THE WAVES OF PHENOMENA

We are all thrown around
And buffeted by the same waves
It never stops, this movement,
Until we depart these shores

Sometimes it seems
We have tamed the waves
Or learned to surf them
With dexterity and grace
And then we turn our backs
Or slip into arrogance

And a mighty thunderous
Wall of water engulfs us
Half drowns us
And turns us upside down
We cough, splutter and cry
Rail against the water
Rage against the ocean itself

Then we dry ourselves off
And begin again

In many ways
That’s all there is.

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All Our Ancestors

To a certain extent
Ancestral heritage
Is the passing on
Of unresolved wounds
Hardship and pain
Survivalism and suffering

That which our ancestors
Could not meet and transform
Is passed on like a hot coal
To the next generation
On and on it goes
Even on the cellular level

We are vibrationally and energetically
The carriers of our ancestors
Some of our deepest unknowable movements
May have the fragrance
Of countless generations in them

And now you and I are here
With the opportunity
To end the ancestral passing on
Of unmet wounds

You and I
Are where the buck stops
And the resolution, forgiveness and love
We can find in ourselves
Will be passed on, not just to future generations,
But even on some mysterious level
To those ancestors who played some part
In bringing us here

That’s how important our transformation is.

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THE RIVER SPIRIT

You dip a toe into the stream
But the river spirit
Grabs your leg and pulls you in
‘Help I’m drowning!’ You scream
‘I wanna to go back where it’s safe,
I’m out of control,’ You howl
The river spirit says, ‘Don’t worry,
I’m taking you somewhere beyond
Your imagination.’

This struggle goes on for some time
This push and pull as the river winds its way
Sometimes gently, sometimes ferociously

By and by you forget the time
You sat on the river bank
Dipping your toe
For you have been changed by that river
Hard edges softened
Fear of drowning gone
All anxiety about control vanished
Past itself little more than a shadow

And you arrive at the ocean
Where the river deposits you
But, instead of being shocked at the vastness
You simply melt into it
With sweet relief
And delicious gratitude.

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The Sincere One

Discover your unconditional heart
And make your one true purpose
To stay there, no matter what

Life will hear your call
And bring you everything you need
To forge your blade
And test your resolve

And you will have to decide
How to meet those invitations

There is no avoiding this
If you are sincere about your journey

That is all.

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