Let the World Flood In

I let the world in
Bit by bit
Until it flooded
My entire house
As I drowned
I merged with it
And discovered
The world and I were one

What I was actually letting in
Was myself

And I saw that
It is tenacious thought
That divides and separates
Thought, funded by belief,
Sees a world out there
And a me in here

But thought is not the truth of things

Go deep into yourself friend
Let yourself fall beyond thought’s knowledge
There are more mysteries
To our existence
Than we can ever imagine
We take so much for granted
That is not so
And if truth or the divine
Wisdom or real love calls you
You will also discover what I have

At first it will bring you to your knees
Your tears will merge with your laughter
And humble your righteous ego
Beyond recognition
It completely transform your life
Your relationships and your purpose

But first you must let in the flood.

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Surrender to the Deep

Where are you my friend
Are you struggling on the surface
Fighting with the waves
Trying to stay afloat
I don’t mean physically
I mean in your mind and heart
In your existential body?

I see everyone pulled to the surface
And on the surface is where
The righteousness happens
Fear does that, it leads to righteousness

Stop trying to understand it all
You will never be able to control it

There is wisdom and natural intelligence
To be discovered
When you let go
Even for a moment
And sink down
Into the deep
Picture the drowning man
Struggling for breath on the surface
Eventually he reaches a point where he lets go
And surrenders to the deep
What relief
What an incredible moment, to give up the fight
(This metaphor is very powerful and not intended to cause distress)

There is only so much that can be discovered
On the surface of life
To gain wisdom and the ability to see clearly
There is no choice but to fall
That falling itself is the journey
Of transformation
It’s not where you arrive that matters
It’s what you meet on the way
And how you face it
That forges you

Keep diving into the inner world
And let the outer world
Be as it is.

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Dance with Tears in Our Eyes

Eventually fate arrives
At every door
With the same invitation
To return home
Until then
We must live boldly
Tenderly, authentically
Wisely and freely
We must dance with tears in our eyes
And the beauty of life
In our blazing hearts
Tasting the sweetness
Even as it vanishes into emptiness.

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The Gift of Presence

Let us sit here quietly
And talk about the darkness
Until the light arrives
And casts out the shadows
Through its simple presence

The sun never had to do anything
But show up
So it is with us
All we have to do is show up
In presence, in our fullness
And that will be enough
To cast out our shadows
And our darkness.

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The Stillness Within

Staying open while all around
Fall into closure and reactivity
Is like being the eye in the storm
Or the peace in the deepest ocean
While the waves thrash around

Like the zen master
Who sits silently
Even as his own thoughts
Live and then die

If we can find that stillness within
Not through force but surrender
Nothing much will bother us again
And that is a boon to this high drama world

The world will not stop its movement
But we have the capacity
To offer it our stillness.

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The Maturation of the Human

At some point the grape
Must turn to wine
As the caterpillar
Becomes butterfly

It is our destiny to mature
Yet so many only wither
Still on the vine

The maturation is a transformation
A gathering of what we have become
A recognition of old wounds and hurts
And letting them all go
The path of maturity is simple
To just be here in our fullness
Embracing but not dramatizing
That which has hurt us so much

Our uniqueness shines more
When we grow into ourselves
It has nothing to do with what we own
Or what we do
And has everything to do
With how we show up to meet life

If we carry our grievances
Like heavy bags
Our whole lives
What treasures we miss!

We are here for freedom
To be freedom in form
Freedom is being untethered
From the shackles
That have bound us

Maturation into our true selves
Is not spiritual, it’s natural.

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The Radiance of the Inner World

Beauty, the true kind of beauty,
That might be called the radiance
Of the inner world
May be glimpsed unexpectedly
But, like the chase for awakening,
It is elusive and will not return through will
Yet it is not hiding, we are

But beauty may be courted
And nurtured with deliberate intent
Through surrender of willfulness
Through opening the heart even in hell
Through celebrating even in the wreckage
Through deciding to see goodness
Not in an offhand superficial way
But really seeing if goodness is there
Behind all this conflict

The ego is a mask
Hiding the true face of beauty
That beauty may be vulnerable, tender,
Or fierce and wild
It is the soul calling out
It might even be the soul of the world itself
Calling out to us, remember me, don’t forget me

When I learned that beauty was hiding
Inside me, like a secret intelligence,
I went in search of it
And in the process became a true lover of love.

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