Greetings to you. Here are a few more of my poems, this week’s outpouring. A restless week internally, I found myself in the depths of the ocean, feeling, sensing, almost touching, what seemed to be not just my own experience but also the collective.
I have learned over time to not resist, nor take personally, whatever arises within my experience. It all seems to rise and fall on its own.
I wish you many blessings from our headquarters here in the foothills of a chilly but sunny Santa Fe, New Mexico.
Live as though Your heart Was on fire It is But you keep Ignoring the flames. ---------------------------------- Why not let go and see your life as a glorious masterpiece of darkness and light, of joy and sorrow, a dance of form in emptiness. this is freedom. ----------------------------------- Stay empty Allow yourself To be porous And the world And its delusion Will flow through you But it will not stick to you. --------------------------------------- Culture comes And culture goes To be so stuck to it And defined by it Secures the prison gates Of the self Break free Leave culture behind Live wildly Rooted in the timelessness Of your being. --------------------------------------- One who cannot face Their own shadow Will be haunted by it For the rest of their life It’s not some entity or phantom But denied past wounds Trying to get back home. ------------------------------------- All is one Under the sky The crows The coyotes The tiny insects Tree, river, ocean And the fish That swims upstream And me Standing here Gazing into the emptiness. ------------------------------------ The word is the sound of time Silence is the sound of eternity. ------------------------------------ Show me your true face Your brokenness and despair Your wounded heart Not your excuses or blame I know the innocence Beyond your wounds This willingness to reveal your true self Is what your heart and soul long for Give them this gift And they will bless you. ------------------------------------- The inner flame Of light Is there Within you Even now Turn towards it With the longing Of the moth This is grace. ------------------------------------- Give up all ideas About where you are going Or where you are from The sky, the moon The trees and the sun Even the creatures That surround us Don’t ask pointless questions They are too busy Leaning into existence Now. ----------------------------------------
All beautiful. Thank you so much. xx
I’m giving thanks!