The Openness of Not Knowing

I have been to the darkest places
Crawled on the bottom of the ocean floor
Met, and fallen into, the abyss of hopelessness
I have been confronted with demons and maras
Walked through the forest of shadows
Experienced failure, time and time again
I have faced the horror of suffering
And the unexplainable beauty of existence
Faced my utter aloneness
And seen all my upheld beliefs
Lie shattered on the floor
Obliterated by truth

And what I have learned is to meet life
One step at a time
With no agenda but the openness
Of not knowing
Meeting each experience fresh
And fearless in that openness come what may

This is a journey not a destination.

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The End of Inner War

My secret is simple
I stopped fighting with the world

I stopped arguing and resisting my experience
I gave up the righteousness
And the indignation
The should’s and shouldnt’s
And I just let it all in
Which meant opening so wide
I became as big as a universe

I stopped measuring everything
And just said ok.

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When

When the hard men
Turn towards tenderness
Because they know
That’s what they really want

And the violence
Born of vulnerability
Is seen as futile
And only begets
More violence

When the rich and powerful
Declare war
And no one shows up

When kindness and compassion
Are seen as the highest
Of human qualities

We will know peace
And our communities
Will begin to love each other.

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The Heart Must Open

I woke up this morning
And wanted to write
Something clever and wise
Some great insight
That would strike a chord
In the mind of the one
Who read it

But all I can think about is the heart
And how much love we actually need
And how little of it many of us get
And those thoughts spiraled me downwards
Into the ocean of a kind of grief
Not a sad place
But a true place
A place of love rediscovered
And brought to the parched world

What use is all this
If love is not at the heart of it all
What purpose this life
That we share with others
If love, true love, authentic love,
Is not there, on the table,
Easily seen and openly felt

Have we created a machine-like world
Where love is commodity
A transaction, a thing?

If I have discovered anything
On this long journey of transformation
It is love, pure, honest, simple, open
Real, powerful, compassionate, humble,
Radical, wild, ruthless love
Is the only thing that really matters
And we must do everything we can
To rediscover that love
Lest we wither and perish.

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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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