Accept Your Tempest

Yesterday it rained
The clouds brought thunder
And lightning tore the sky open

Today the sun has returned
Calmly exuding heat and warmth
A restoration of presence

Both are welcome
By the earth
That accepts all visitations

Only the inside life matters
Filled with tempest and rain
Followed by sun and peaceful joy

We try to be one thing at our peril
And only by fully accepting
Our own tempest
Without it drowning us
And by accepting others thunder
Without it killing us
Will we become as deep as the earth.

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The Language of Beauty

There is a world inside this one
Its language is beauty
To talk to that world
You must learn to speak
In a different way
The way of the heart

When the relationship
Between the inner world
And the surface world
Is remembered and honored
Harmony returns

First there must be a shedding
Of the old self, the outer skin
The layers of protection
Built up by the illusory need
To live inside walls

You must be willing
To become wild again
To awaken wildness within
To awaken vulnerability
To awaken innocence
And fearlessness
It’s not as terrifying as it sounds
It’s a hair’s breadth away
As close as your skin
And it wants you
As much as you want it
It’s in your willingness to surrender

And then, when you begin to understand
The language of beauty
The world opens its gates to you
And, even though it may look like hell,
You will only see heaven
Not as a delusion
But as a reality.

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The Juice of Life

In such great need of control
In fear of his own vulnerability
Enslaved by anger and resentment
And conditioned to mind’s righteousness
Did he squeeze all the juice out of life
Did his inner flame perish
And all beauty fade to grey
Life lost meaning
And he died while living

True life springs from surrender
From embracing our wounds
From walking through darkness
From discovering our inner nobility
From turning towards heart

The juice of life
Is in our brokenness, our kindness
Our tenderness and our beauty
Our sorrow, joy and acceptance
Turn towards it
Again and again and again.
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Gratitude

Today I decided to be grateful
For what I have, for who I am
And for the life that circles around me
Even if the mind yells ‘It’s not enough!’
I will stand firm in gratitude

For mind does not make the decision
Heart makes this kind of decision
Mind wants to say ‘What about this
And what about that, it’s all a problem.’
But heart says ‘None of this matters
For gratitude is the key to joy
And the path to peace
Gratitude is for love
And has nothing to do
With how much there is of anything

So I sit here in conscious appreciation
Even in the midst of problems
And the idea of less than perfect
Not waiting any longer
To give thanks for this, and this, and this

We leave it too late to love what we have
And it so easily slips through our fingers
Before we have said thank you.

Don’t Give Up on Love

Do not lose your heart
Don’t give it away
Guard it with your life
There are those who would steal your love
And throw it away
Replace it with division and fear
Don’t let that happen
Protect love with your life
Share it as widely as possible
Don’t hoard it
Don’t lock it away
Or keep it safe for another day
That day may not come
Live your love now, today
Not apologetically, nor timidly
But boldly and bravely
Be for love brazenly and proudly
It is a revolutionary gesture
In these hate filled times.

To Eternity We Bow

To eternity we must bow
To the one great intelligence
That rules all life
While we dance and play and fight like children
Creating our own struggles and laws and beliefs
And praying to idols we create
Meanwhile the destiny of each of us
Is ruled by eternity’s inevitable hand
That beckons us forward

Life is in equal parts
Misery and Joy

The only freedom is to know all this
To stare eternity in the eye
To stand in awe at the vastness
To fall to one’s knees
To weep for everything that will be lost
And love anyway

Oh! the paradox, the great juxtaposition of life
To stare at eternity
Without falling into the abyss
Surely this is beauty itself.

Photo by Dino Reichmuth on Unsplash

If We Should Ever Meet

Friend, if we should ever meet
Let it be like this
Do not feel awkward
But look me in the eye
I will meet you wherever you are
Fear not our intimacy
This is the path of the warrior
The way of openness
It has no need of false defense
No need for the mask
That covers insecurity
Just meet me, openly,
Without any covering, no story
Nothing that pollutes
Our sensitive relating

It doesn’t have to be special
It just has to be real
If it can’t be real
If you can’t show me your true face
Please, don’t show up,
I will be quite happy
To just sit in this emptiness.