Love’s Mirage

To the open one
The one who has torn off the veil
And now meets life
As openness and acceptance
To that one who has put down
All strategies of defensiveness
And lives from expanded heart

The whole of life as it appears
Is a mirage, an illusion,
Albeit a very convincing one,
Concealing love itself
Behind all form is love
And form is actually
The manifestation of love

But oh how we are beguiled by appearances!
And readily we forget love’s truth
And create this conditional exchange
Scrubbed up and sold as love
But yet a distant and forlorn cousin

I say you must dismantle false love
You must dissolve the mirage of the conditional
Undo all that has been wrongly done up
See clearly behind all this trickery
Into the true heart

There, behind the false face
Is the true one radiating brilliant beauty
Unconditional acceptance
And bewildering wisdom.

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The Path of Non Judgement

To be non reactive
In a world of triggers
Is to be free
Of the shackles
That tie us down
And clip our wings

To be non reactive
Is to have no more charge
In the body mind system
No vestige of the past
Playing itself out
In the present

To be non reactive
Is to bring freedom
To not only yourself
But everyone around you

You don’t have to be awakened
To become non reactive
But you do have to be willing
To die each time
The reactive mechanism kicks in
This is the most challenging thing
And the most rewarding
Because it leads to peace

Non reactivity is ZEN
When non reactivity is reached
Choice can truly happen
Until then there is a part of us
That is pavlovian
Stuck in trigger and response
Like an animal

No…make a choice
Again and again
To meet the world
To meet your own thoughts
With equanimity
And non judgment
This is the true path
And the hardest
And the one that brings freedom.

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The Divine Invitation TO OPENNESS

The Divine shows up
Every day, every hour, every minute
Always with the same invitation
To surrender the righteous ego self
And to fall into love’s openness

In our fear, arrogance and ignorance
We turn away, again and again,
Until we get so tired of fighting
We either become sick or desolate

Or we make a decision
We decide to show up for the
Divine invitation
And we do that over and over again
Because the righteous one
Has ruled over us for many years
And relinquishes power begrudgingly

But that is the warrior’s task
To meet oneself resolutely, softly,
Diligently, purposefully, lovingly
Until the right relationship with self
Has been restored

There is an art and method
To living as openness
It doesn’t just happen by accident
Like all art it takes practice
And application.

Awakening – Big Bang or Soft Opening?

You might think that awakening
Is like the big bang
Lots of fireworks and trumpets
A complete explosion of consciousness
As total realization yanks you
Into a new and astonishing reality

But what really happens
Is an exquisite softening
And peaceful stillness
Where all hard edges of separation
Dissolve effortlessly
No fireworks
No trumpets
No explosion
Just soft and open presence
That some may call love
But we call openness.

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A Crack in the Armor

All it takes is a small crack
A little doubt
A recognition of something bigger
A flash of light
A seeing of patterns
A weariness of carrying stuff
Just a small crack in the armor

And that’s it, that’s enough
For the light to get in
Once the light starts
Something is set in motion
It may take no time
It may take a long time
It doesn’t matter

For the light has begun
To shine on the darkness.


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Live From the Deepest Innocence

Awakening is a return to the garden
We never really left

The delusion of self belief
Has hijacked our innocence
And we are lost

There is a part of me
The despairs of the human condition
So full of potential
So full of possibility
Innovative, creative and compassionate

Yet greedy, brutal and self serving
Lost to beauty and love
Struggling with fear’s plague
Angry and enslaved to money

Ah! we are the carriers of light and dark
We are the holders of duality
And in our lostness
In our ignorance of our true nature
We choose one or the other
Or we swing backwards and forwards
Between the poles

Oh man and woman
The only way to peace
Is to know ourselves
As our innocence
That which never left the garden
That which we are prior to all this guilt and shame
Our only salvation lies there
In our essence
Only when we can live from the deepest innocence
Can we love without self
Without these terrible chains of bondage
We chain each other down with

Redouble your efforts
To discover freedom
It’s not far away
It’s closer than breath
More precious than blood
It’s the very fabric of you
So easy to miss
But calling your name
Calling you home.

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