The Vast Depths of Love

Ours is a meeting of lovers
A service to natural beauty
Through any storms we encountered
We found ourselves in the vast ocean
This love has no edges
There is nowhere it is not
You can’t take anything from it
For it doesn’t belong to us

We have fallen into love’s unity
Surrendered all sense of separation
And arrived at joy

Friend, there is a depth to love
Most of us cannot touch it
Because of our wounds
Because of our defenses
But we know it is there
We sense it in our belly
We hear it whispering to us

Let your longing be that love
Don’t fix it on a thing or a person
But allow the longing for love
To be the love itself
And it will open a secret door
Some call grace

It is our willingness
That calls the divine
To the door.

This is our Love

This is our love
As open as the sky
Tender as a mother with a newborn
Without judgement or projection
Defenses no longer necessary
Fully present
Rooted in goodness and care

Yet nothing hidden
No dark stone unturned
Strong and clear
No victim, no aggressor
Not wet or new age
Not trying to be conscious
But willing to meet in the fire
Everything given, nothing held back
In full knowledge of the inevitable
Parting of the ways

A beautiful dance of two silences
Swirling, gliding and playing
On a path of love, in love, to love
Only love as destination
As though the world
Was made for us alone
Yet nothing selfish here
But shared without preciousness
A kind of fate that brought this
And a grace that sustains it
And a humility that deepens it

This is our love
A love that transcends the world
Yet includes it.

Masters of Love’s Surrender

We are masters, my lover and I,
Masters of falling, of beauty
Of tenderness and of love’s truth

We didn’t plan it this way
Grace anointed us
And we surrendered

She is a jewel in the mine
And I gladly serve that which shines

We are swimmers in the ocean
Moving this way and that
Sometimes like glorious fish
Or birds that play with each other
While life goes on around them

We are pioneers, adventurers,
Cosmic voyagers found their calling
To call others to openness and joy

We are tender hearted
Taking care of each other
As we meet the world
With its messiness and cruel ways

We are shiners, given to truth
Shining a light for others
Who long to find the way home

We are silence in the noise
Alone with each other
Yet with each other totally

This is the kind of love
It is worth waiting lifetimes for
The falling into each other
Without any resistance

Both of us fully awake
And fully love
An exquisite dance of form and form.

The Splendor of Brokenness

When you have had enough
Of the vicissitudes of life
Come here
When you have been broken
One too many times
And you are exhausted
And ready to let go
Come here
When all your searching
Has led you to a closed door
Come here
When you are beaten, broken
Bombarded and bored
Ready to give up the fight
Come here

That’s what we do here
We sit in the splendor of brokenness
And discover that which is unbroken
We don’t fix you or heal you
We don’t deny you
Or create a faith
We don’t overcome the problem

We open to the whole thing
We open so wide we become the space
Inside which everything happens
We allow the human experience
With all its pain and suffering and grief
And joy and desire and happiness
Nothing is excluded

It is a great relief
To finally let go of the struggle
And be held
And sit with others
And dance, and laugh
And cry
And sit in the silence of it all

Come, come
A thousand times. come.

This is How We Love

We love with a wild tenderness
Beyond egoic self protection
Naked and unashamed
With a care for each other
And a love for truth
We know truth heals
And lies kill love
We love with nothing left undone
Nothing swept away
Held hostage for another day
Transparent, see through love
Blown open to joy’s fresh wind
Unafraid of sharing what is broken
Knowing that one day
Good bye will tear us apart

This is how we love
Like innocent children
And weary lovers
Grown tired of the world
Turned towards hibernation
Wrapped up in each other
Waiting for spring

This is how we love
As spring flowers
Dancing gaily in the fresh wind
Delighted just to be
Swaying this way and that
Laughing at each other
Knowing we are the same

We love beyond all this
Earthly concern
In realms unexplored
And galaxies unknown
We came to this
From the mystery
And we dance the mystery
Together and alone

But our purpose here
Is to share our love
With you.

 

The Dancing Ground of the Sun Whispers Our Name

I can feel you Santa Fe
I can feel you in my bones and blood
Under my skin and in my heart
We travelers, mystics and adventurers
We two humble lovers
Following the mystery
Wherever it may lead us
Led by grace
And a warrior-like dedication
To love
We hear you calling

When we first set foot in you
We were enchanted
Something within us both relaxed into joy
Felt held and nurtured
Aligned and true
And the pull of home

Yes, our bodies come from England
But our souls, our hearts and our longing
Come from the vastness itself
From something deep within that is still alive
Still excited about love’s sweetness
Still on fire with prometheus vision
With an urgency to set others alight
With love’s passionate call

We see you, and we feel you
And we can hear you whispering
‘Come, come, come.’
And we are coming.

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Yes, we are moving to Santa Fe after over two years here in Sausalito, California. We will miss it here but we cannot stay forever and we are called by a bigger vision to share Amoda’s teaching https://www.amodamaa.com/
We fell in love with Santa Fe and New Mexico, and we met some wonderful people there and so it is written that the next phase of our journey is to head there. How, we don’t know, to what, we don’t know. But Amoda and I are used to living in the unknown. We shall see what unfolds. Watch this space.

My Wife, The Fire

My wife is a fire that has consumed me
Burned up all that was not love
And left me naked, empty
And full of grace

She is a mustang
A wild, untamable creature
Who responds only to trust
And unconditional love
To try and limit that nature
Is to either kill it
Or create a firestorm

This woman is Kali
Faced with lies and deception
She may turn into a spinning vortex
Of crazy energy
A black hole
That sucks all matter in
Without mercy

She is death to ego
So filled with unconditionality
But don’t think
She is some sweet new age tantrica
She is not….

My Wife, the Fire.