The Garden in Your Heart

Inside you is a garden
It could be eden
Or it could be a wasteland

What grows in the garden
Is not dependent on experience
But on the depth of being
Learned through experience

The seeds are already planted
In each of us, they lie dormant
Our freedom is the choice
Which seeds we water
And which flowers we grow

Even though life is cruel
And we suffer tremendous hardship
Some will still choose
To grow love and kindness
Yet others, some from privilege and power
Choose to grow meanness and division

Our power is on the inside
We get to decide what we water and grow
I choose beauty, tenderness
And the kind of love that heals

Using the choice of what we tend to
What we grow, and what we banish
From our garden
Is a revolutionary act
And no matter what happens
It cannot be taken away

Make the choice wisely
Make it often, every day
Every interaction, every choice
Every time you are triggered
Every time you are insulted
When anger rages
When vengeance rears its head
In difficult times
And easy times
Remember your power to choose.

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It Is All Borrowed

I got a ride with Ernie
A driver of Spanish origin
In New Mexico
He recently lost his son
And previously his daughter
He had a beautiful attitude to life
Taught to him by his grandmother
She told all the children
‘Nothing here is yours
It’s all borrowed
And it will all have to be given back
We arrive empty and we leave empty
Remember this always.’

This elder teaching has allowed Ernie
To stay true even in the midst
Of emotional pain and suffering
And has brought him to great equanimity
He was free to love without attachment

It was quite a ride.

Softening Into Life

I saw the great movement
The rising and falling
The coming and going
The eternal wave
As it rolled along
And I realized
I would never stop it
No matter how powerful
No matter how angry
Or how right I was
Or how wrong
Everything and everyone else was
So I stopped struggling
Against life
I just stopped struggling
And said ok
Here you are
I surrender

At first it was tough
I kept forgetting
But it became a practice
A mantra
Every time I argued with life
Each time I withdrew and contracted
Or reared up in righteous indignation
I quietly whispered
And this too
And this too
And this too

Slowly slowly a new relaxation came upon me
I softened into life
And life softened into me
A harmony arose
Within and without
And I moved easier in the world
What great change we are capable of
When we just stop fighting life.

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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.

Through Love’s Eyes

We scurry about
In our self importance
And love looks on

We proclaim ourselves
Owners of our empires
Prideful and arrogant
And love looks on

We reject and abandon
We judge and we hate
And love looks on

With cruel heart
And righteous mind
We hurt those we love
And those we hate
And love looks on

We divide life
Into good and bad
According to our beliefs
And we deride those
Who disagree
And love looks on

What hope is there
If we don’t turn our gaze
And look through love’s eyes.

I Stay With Love

While others stray off into righteousness
I stay with love
When they fall back into rigid beliefs
I stay with love
When fear strikes, again and again,
I stay with love
When mind screams ‘NO!’
I stay with love
Even when I hear myself
Railing against the world
And the cruelty and suffering around me
I stay with love

I discovered love
To be the only ground
Worth walking on
The only reliable guide
The only real truth I need
So I gave my allegiance to it
No matter what happens
I stay with love
Even if the world destroys itself
I will stay with love
It’s no longer an option

If you must have a mantra
Let it be this:
I stay with love.

Stop Imagining You Are Separate

Sometimes just take a moment

And try and view the harshness of life

As a doorway through which

You can see the divine

It might be almost impossible to do this

Through the rigid beliefs

And the broken heart

But even the trying itself,

When done with sincerity,

Is the grace you seek

It is not outside us

It IS us

Stop imagining you are separate

From everything.