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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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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Relate From Silence

Each day we are invited
In every encounter we have
In all interactions, transactions and negotiations
And even the confrontations
We are being silently invited
Deeper, beyond the brittle self
Deeper, into a more intimate way
Deeper, into a true communion
But fear, rigidity and ignorance of the way
Prevents all but the few
Being fully present in these times

Here is the thing
If you can’t relate from silence
If your world is full of noise
You are not really alive
Not really living

Meet me in this silent presence
We will speak no words
When we greet each other
And our silence will say more
Than all meaningless chatter
That occupies the mind
But avoids the heart.

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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The Vastness Within

There is a vastness within us
Beyond the small clutching self
When we discover it
It lights up our lives forever
Even when we seem to lose it
Still we know it is there
And we seek it and search for it
Knowing there is more to life
Than we could have imagined

Some stumble upon this vastness
By accident, an epiphany, an awakening
Others, through gradual erosion of the rock of self,
Arrive at an inner cathedral

None of this matters
The how does not matter
There is no one way to arrive
What matters is only our ability
To establish ourselves
In this new home
And to live from it
Not as a dry philosophy
But as a lived reality
A living, breathing vibration
That pours forth into others
Touching and transforming
Everything it meets

Serve that vastness my friend
Until the vastness serves you.

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