TIME TO BLOSSOM – Dedicated to YOU

The human experience
Carries the potential for greatness
Or terrible tyranny

We are latent beings
Waiting to be activated

There is adventure
Written into our code

What makes one
Rise up against all odds
Out of all suffering
And become a carrier of light

And yet another
Lauded with wealth
Cosseted with opulence
Becomes the harbinger of doom

Don’t think this lies somewhere else
It is in each of our hearts
I was a wreck, tortured by my past
Inflicting my pain of everyone

And then opportunity for change arrived
And I seized it by the forelock
Even though it terrified me

Truly it doesn’t matter what has happened
What matters is how it serves you now
Does it cripple you?
Does it feed you?
Can you use it as food for your transformation?

None of this is easy
But we must face these hard truths
We have but one short life
That may be wasted in the past
And we will miss this beauty.

“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
― Anais Nin

– I wrote this in March 2019 but now it is more relevant than ever.

– Image by Albrecht Fietz from Pixabay

THE DANCE OF EXISTENCE

This morning
In the early hours of silent dawning
The gentle sound
Of a conversation
Wrapped me in its arms

The coyote yipped its magic and trickery
It spoke of how things are not what they seem to be
And it laughed at how serious owl was

Owl was silent for a long time
Unimpressed with coyote’s jibes
‘I see you coyote, even in this darkness,’
Said the wise owl

This jousting game continued for some time
Each taking its turn
Coyote darting around, needling owl
And owl looking on with regal nonchalance

Both carried the wisdom of the deepest intelligence
And as I lay there
Absorbed by the yip yip and the hoot hoot
I fell into a reverie
Of such beauty I wept
Everything, and everyone, all humans
And all the creatures of the world
Warm blooded and cold blooded
Flying creatures and swimming creatures
Were dancing the dance of existence
Even the trees and the plants
And the rocks and the planets
Were doing the dance of existence
Each content with its own realm of being
And each filled with joy
At seeing the others dancing
Everything in utter harmony
With everything else

When I awoke all was silence
Dawn was breaking open
Yet, somewhere in the distance,
From the top of a tall tree
A crow sang the world awake.

– Image by Lenka Novotná from Pixabay

The Warrior Sleeps Within

We must have the resilience
To walk through this great divide
When the forces of one against the other
Threaten our very lives and safety
We must walk as wholeness and with clear seeing
With hearts open and minds unyielding to the pull of the tide

Though I walk through this
Valley of darkness and shadows
I will not yield my openness
Neither will I fall back into fear

Although the threat seems real
Only love’s tender embrace of all life
Has the power to transform
Coal to diamonds

In extraordinary times
A secret power arises within us
The warrior sleeps quietly within
But, upon the call of the distant horn,
Awakens and prepares
In silent prayer

It is you, and it is I,
Who are the guardians of love
Who are the gatekeepers of the tender heart.

mage by David Mark from Pixabay

Be Still

My friend, in all this turbulence
Be still
In the throes of division and accusation
Be still

As the enemy pulls his sword ready for battle
Be still
As the storm looms overhead
And threatens a mighty deluge
Be still

While others rage and scream
And the harbingers of doom
Bemoan the end of the world
Be still
Even as the ocean spews its waves
That crash in thunderous anger
Upon the shore
Be still

Be still
There is a part of us
Beyond all form
When we remember it
We fall into a peace
That heals all division.

Image by Avtar Kamani from Pixabay

In These Delicate Times, Find Stillness

Friend, in these delicate times
Where the future seems so uncertain
And division itself
Appears to have taken over the host
Where answers appear and dissolve in the blink of an eye
Where the desperate and disenfranchised
Clutch at the only recourse they have
And when the sickness of money, power and corruption
Has been revealed as the true virus
I can only say this

Don’t jump into the fear
Don’t jump into the future
Don’t feed the hungry ghost of alienated mind
Don’t fan the flames of conflict
Don’t give allegiance to imagination

But stay here, even for a few minutes
In the quiet
Switch off whatever noise there is
And become the stillness itself
Allow the incessant movement to come to rest
And sense the nourishment that lies within

There is an unlimited energy source inside everything.

Image by Casey Pilley from Pixabay

The Seeds of Love

My friend, let us shelter here
Where it is quiet and dry
There is a storm approaching
And I fear a tumult and a tempest

But here in our shelter, let us not be distracted,
Instead may we dive into our tender hearts
And learn to love again in freedom and trust

We are like seeds, you and I,
And even if the storm destroys much of what we know
And we will be left in grief and despair
Still these seeds will inevitably grow again

Love, the love that is true, cannot die
It can only be occluded by shadows
And eventually those shadows
Will be exposed to the light.

– Image by 경복 김 from Pixabay

No One Owns The World

After all is said and done
We are all just visitors here
Every single one of us
And no one has any more right
Than anyone else
No one can claim dominion or ownership
For each of us is a stranger
And, if anything, it is our existential duty
To leave this world
More beautiful and loving
Than when we arrived
And those who fail to do that
Or at least try and do that
Are failing themselves and the human family.

Image by Crystal Blair from Pixabay

Battle or Surrender

The world of experience
This phenomenal display
We imagine we understand
But get so wrong

Will either drive us mad
Or drive us deep inside ourselves
The same world
Will taunt and tease us into battle
Or invite us into surrender

What makes one person wise
And another ignorant?
What makes one learn from life
And another endlessly fight with it?

No one knows what fate is
No one knows what karma is
All we really have is this, here, now
An opportunity for deepening
Or the perpetuation of our struggle

The most dangerous thing about life
Is thinking we understand it.

Image by Krzysiek from Pixabay

Without Love, Who Are We?

In these strange and unsettling times
We are being given a window
To look upon what world we want
For ourselves, our children and others
And maybe that means we need to ask ourselves
Some difficult questions
Without love as the root of our individual and collective world
Who are we
Without all that is born from love
Kindness, compassion, humility and courage
Who are we
Without this invisible bond of love
That glues us all together
In a thing called humanity
Who are we

We all know fear and what it does
We have tasted its power within us
And seen its effect outside us
It is an addictive drug that won’t let go
And the dealers know it

Without love as the ground of life
Who are we

So we must choose, again and again
To embrace love’s truth
And live it as though we mean it

Love is not a neutral thing
Or just some invisible essence
Or a badge we wear sometimes
It is a powerful and visible emanation
That is revealed always
It is not something to be embarrassed about
No…
If you have managed to become rooted in love
It is something to be declared
‘I am for love!’

For without love, who are we.