Beauty Is Always Here

There is beauty here
When we slow down
When we drop the drama
Long enough to really see

It is not that beauty appears
For it is always here
It is us who suddenly see
Because we drop into awareness

This awareness is available always
But the incessant self is always active
Always doing, busying itself
Poking into reality

So beauty is always here
And awareness is always here
What then is the problem?

We are not always here
We are so distracted
Dragged by the past
Projected into the future
We miss what is ever present
And that is the most important part

There is an opening
Always an opening, a doorway
To beauty,
Just pay attention
From silence
And be still, not just in body
But in beingness
And watch mental activity
Without attachment
As though it were chattering birds
Pay no mind
To mind

And there it is, as it was, as it will be,
Always here.

Open so wide the World finds its HOME

The snow fell in Santa Fe
And drew us inside
I stayed close to myself
And allowed a soft quietness
To flow into everything
A peaceful acceptance descended upon me
And in that peace I remembered you all
And as I sit here now
I hold you in a loving embrace

Everything is allowed
In this heart
I will not turn away from darkness
Or the wounds of the past
I will not turn away
From pain or suffering
Whether it is my own
Or yours

But will open so wide
The whole world
Will find it’s home
And come to rest
And, just for a moment,
Before all activity starts again,
We can simply be here
Together
In this silence
And witness the beauty
Of eternity
In each others eyes and hearts

This is the love that heals
And only love heals the world.

No Destination But Here

Who are we
Going nowhere
As fast as possible
What destination
Do we imagine
Lies ahead
That causes us
To hurtle forward
At the expense
Of living here and now

The truth is
It is our imagination itself
That dangles the carrot
In front of our donkey faces

I have looked into the future
And recognized it is there anyway
Whether I race towards it or not
In fact the most terrifying thing of all
Is that it’s like a an unstoppable tsunami

Time makes the future an inevitability
We are powerless to stop

And yet the deeper we go inside ourselves
We may find
That which is beyond time itself
Beyond imagination of future and past
And that is where we might, through grace,
Find some peace
In the timeless place within
In the silence and emptiness beyond form

There is no destination but here.

for one moment, just stop

for one brief moment
see if it is possible
to stop, without force,
all concern with your seeking activity
just see if you can
let it all just be there
without touching it
or reacting to it
allow everything
to be just the way it is
without wanting it to be any different

if you can do such a thing
even for the briefest moment
you will have touched silence
your true home
and if you can endeavor to move and act
and live
from this silence
it will change everything
within and without
for the rest of your life.

An Exquisite Silent Majesty

In moments of the deepest contemplation
Of unfixed awareness
When the gaze is turned inwards
But not on any object
It is as though
I have entered a Cathedral
Of the greatest majesty
An exquisite silence pervades all things
And the very air pulses with presence
It is as though there were something vibrantly alive
In everything
And the quieter I become
The more alive it is

And I realize it is always here
And it is me who comes and goes

My true devotion is to that
Exquisite silence.

the secret chamber

i searched and found nothing
i stopped and found everything

though the searching and the stopping
were linked like night and day

and you have to become sick of searching
before you can stop

it is in the complete cessation
of all searching
that the door opens
and majesty is revealed
when wanting, needing
desire and longing
perish into the
deepest acceptance

grace happens

the secret chamber
of god’s heart
can only be entered
when there is no
movement
forward or backwards

this is presence and openness.