A Prayer to the Divine

Just for a moment
Let us stand here naked and empty
Free of all this burden of living
Just stand here as the air
As free as emptiness
No words needed
For there is nothing to say
We can hold our heads high to the heavens
Or bow them down to the deepest ground
It doesn’t matter
It is all a prayer to the divine.

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Just This Falling

When I realized I was part of everything and everyone
And I truly saw that there was only one thing
An eternal consciousness arising as many
A divine pattern of inexplicable proportions
As tiny as a grain of sand
And as enormous as a universe
All bearing the same hallmark
Everything a mirror and a doorway
To everything else, no edges and no divisions
A repeating and miraculous pattern
Of such degree the mind cannot conceive it
When I accepted how small and insignificant
And yet how extraordinary and necessary I am
And how it all comes to life through me, as me,
I fell backwards into timeless space
Nothing left of me
Just this falling
Into the arms of the unknown mystery
That offers itself to everyone

All questions are answered eventually.

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Remember Your Vastness

Oh! mystic and eternal wanderer
Come here to this plane
Who knows why
Full of hope and anticipation
Innocent and free
Your eyes and heart awake
And joyous

What happened?
Did the world grind you down
With its pressures and demands
Did it force its cynicism upon you
Coerce you into its ways
Instill its confused beliefs into you

And you forgot
All about your true self
Caught up in a net
And plucked from the vast ocean

But now is the time to remember
All it takes is one moment
A flash of inner lightning
To untether
And unhook
And remember the truth
You are this mystic wanderer
Made of stardust and cosmic debris
Your origins are timeless
And when you dissolve back into emptiness
You do not disappear
But become your vast self again.

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Unconditional Embrace

Our conflict is between
Our own divisive nature
And our innate truth as union

We arise from union
And learn the ways of division
Conditioned to separation and identity
We forget our true nature

But true happiness and peace
Cannot be found in division
Cannot be found in form, identity
Or anything temporary

Without the greater context
Of our deeper truth as consciousness
We are lost in this identification
And thus we fight
With ourselves and each other

Only by knowing ourselves
By deepening our wisdom
And seeing ourselves in each other
And treating each being and creature
As sacred and the same as us
Can we hope to resolve this conflict

That is the task of the new warrior
To hold existence lightly
With tenderness and kindness
To hold duality, identity and form
In unconditional embrace
Knowing we are not that
But living it fully.

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Dissolved Into Silence, He Truly Lives

I cannot contain my life within my life
All sense of myself
As a separate person has gone

And I have become everyone
And all things of creation
I am you, him, her, child and dying person
I am the sun and moon, the stars and heavens
Fish, dog and ant
I see the beetle scurrying across my path
And I am that beetle scurrying to the other side
I am all feelings and no feelings
Nothing seems to be mine
And everything is borrowed
I am dreamer dreaming
And the dream
All life appears to emanate from me
Yet I have gone
Nothing separate to call myself

A love, yes
A kind of reverie of love
A tasting of time’s fleeting moments
Everything here and then vanished

Only presence remains
In silence everything manifests
In silence everything dissolves
What, then, is real.

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Go Beyond All Definition

Don’t fit so neatly into any definition
You are not your role
Not your name
Not your job
Not woman or man
You are not your age
Your style or your character
You are not your family
Not your history
Not your wounds or your traumas
Not your successes or failures
You are not your net worth
Or your house
Your stuff or what you have lost
You are not your loves
Your desires or addictions
You are not what you eat
Not your spiritual practice
Not your tribe or your isolation
You are not your identity
Your clothes
Or your culture
Your skin color
Or your nationality
Not even human
All these things arrive
On top of the truth of you
You are beyond the beyond
The beautiful nothingness
The full emptiness
Prior to any name or identity
Go beyond any definition
To your innate beingness
And live from that splendor
This is freedom.

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Trust Only Silence

Trust only the silence
Out of which everything arises
All this talk about the fire
Does nothing to keep us warm
Only the fire itself can do that

We can talk and talk
About awakening
We can understand the world
And ourselves
Intellectually and philosophically

But only when we fall into the deepest silence
Will we know what anything really is

Let the talking stop now
Aren’t you tired of all the words.

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