When you open your inner pandora’s box Expecting a thousand ghosts and ghouls And all manner of horrors to be released
You discover ten thousand butterflies That have been trapped in a cage And all you ever felt Was the flapping of their fragile wings As they begged for their release.
This has been one of my most liked poems for a while across the social media platforms. I think it speaks to something deeply within all of us. Maybe it relaxes some inner tension and brings some positivity to what we go through on the path of transformation.
Here is another small collection of my various outpourings this week.
This week’s poems are dedicated to a beautiful man I worked with recently who I have just learned has passed away. The last words I heard from him said,’ Thank you for your friendship. I’m sure we will remain friends forever.’
I’m sure we will remain friends forever – yes Peter, beyond time’s knowing.
Down here In the depths Feeling everything Holding onto nothing.
If you could see The luminosity of your being You would cease all your hostilities Put down all destructive weapons And instantly love all things Beyond measure
It is only our blindness To the truth That keeps us at war.
When you let go of trying to control everything A door opens into a vast new realm And you are invited to trust life And not fear it.
It’s the dance of the mystic In the ordinariness of life That delights me The mystic untethered Shines a light On the darkness Nudging those Who have sought refuge In the temporary To remember The ineffable mystery Of existence.
Let us meet Beyond our opinions or beliefs Somewhere down in the deepest As two naked beings Raw and real Living in the mystery We call life Prior to all this cover up Of the self
We will call it A meeting of souls Celebrating the unknown.
You can’t find a place You didn’t leave You can only realize You never left it.
Stop hiding your sacred light Pretending you are unworthy of it You are not unworthy of this glory It’s what you are here for And all this doubt is just a delaying Of the inevitable.
Fall in love so deeply With your existence That everything Melts into you.
Come to no conclusion But walk with presence In the unknown Mind wide open Heart as vast as the sky You and the world Become one thing.
Friend, you must fly into the sun So the light burns off Lifetimes of guilt and shame If you really want what is true You must stand naked and unashamed Innocent and tender Before the world Only this humility will open the door To love’s deepest truths.
I’m sure we will all be friends forever. Love has no enemies.
Thank you for reading the words of my heart and soul.
If you are too preoccupied Searching for the peace You imagine is in the future You may lose the possibility Of discovering the peace NOW In that sense the future is an illusion And this is as good as it gets This is it.
This compassionate heart That grew inside me Was born from pain And desperate attempts To keep away from old wounds Lost in addictions and avoidance Strategies that failed And only brought me greater suffering And suffering to those around me
When I gave up fighting My world caved in And the resistor was destroyed, Broken up and dissolved What remained, and it took many years And many tears Was this compassionate heart
I saw myself in everyone I saw everyone’s pain and sorrow I saw the patterns we weave And the strategies we employ I realized that only kindness really works And only a compassionate embrace Of all human troubles Releases us to be who we are.
To realize with the fullness of being That the home one is seeking Is where, and what, one already is Melts the mind Opens the heart And causes such a profound relaxation That all seeking stops right there.
It’s like a riddle Made only for you You have to work it out No one can do it for you Others may point Inform and guide But only when truth Falls into you Into your belly Into your heart Into your blood and bones Will it make any sense
The journey is deep And the challenges many Emotions run hot Beliefs become entrenched The path of understanding Draws us inexorably But only when truth Falls into you Into your belly Into your heart Into your blood and bones Will it make any sense
We are perfectly imperfect Hurt and fragile Indomitable and courageous Tossed by the ocean Thrown upon the shore Desperate to make comprehend Yet terrified of our darkness But only when truth Falls into you Into your belly Into your heart Into your blood and bones Will it make any sense.
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The true spiritual path is tough At some point you may find yourself drowning In an ocean of delusion Games coming undone, unraveling Beliefs that seemed so real Shaking at their foundations All this can feel overwhelming
Friend, learn to breathe under water This drowning is the divine calling you Inviting you to let it all go And stay in the honesty of the unknown
Be softly still And let what needs to fall, fall There is no other way.
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The tangled web we weave Entangling ourselves and each other In the stickiness Like a glue that wants to harden And solidify into something fixed
All this entangling must come undone Sometimes in one fell swoop Often as a gradual erosion
The inherited and conditioned patterns Woven into us unconsciously Parents, religion, morality All the ancestral wounds Playing themselves out in each of us
All this must cease being the driver Of our urges, our habits and our addictions
This is a call to become naked and innocent To fall into the unknowing-ness prior to personality
It is no small call, not for the feint of heart It is a warriors challenge, for it takes great courage To take everything off To remove the veils To open Pandora’s box To meet the ghosts To face any and all demons Not from a place of war But from the deepest peace and openness As the sky accepts the tumult of the storm.
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