It’s so easy to get utterly swamped by the demands of the practical, survivalist based world. One of the first things to be sacrificed is our connection with the sacred. Yet without any connection to the sacred, to the divine essence that imbues us at our soul (and heart) level, we are at the mercy of a kind of rationalism that may easily develop into fundamentalism and isolation.
In these stormy times we must somehow remember and nurture for ourselves the exploration of what is sacred to us, what hand the divine plays in our lives and to what extent we forget that connection in the distraction.
Don’t forget. Foster that remembering, bring it closer, make it intimate. It is grace that carries us in each moment, but in our forgetting we imagine (we have to) do all this ourselves.
Some poems for you.
The story fades And only the grace Of the most intimate meeting With what is here Remains. ------------------------- Leave no residue Nothing that adds To the karma Of the world Slip from this world Seamlessly As though the transition Were a graceful step From one threshold To another Separated only By perception. ------------------------ Align your outer expression With your inner being You are not split Nor a hypocrite Be true through and through From cell to spirit A harmonic expression. ----------------------- Be unfathomable Yet utterly clear Have great depth But also Crystal transparency Resonate at the highest frequency Yet have your roots in the mud. ------------------------ We have but a moment A flicker of time In eternity Just this To be aware of this truth Is to wake up From the dream of life To the magnificence And the miracle How could one do anything but love? -------------------------- All we are Just flags waving In the wind of eternity All touched by the same rain Warmed by the same sun All made of the same thin fabric Fluttering our way through time. -------------------------- Those who have been into the darkness Speak of the light therein Listen to them. ------------------------- Your life is a river With turbulence, whirlpools And peaceful calm moments Tranquil and beautiful And then off you go again Into the rapids and the danger You have no control Only the invitation To surrender Into the flow. -------------------------- Be the movement and stillness at the same time. Be the unfathomable depth and yet still know the waves that crash and roll on the shore. Be vast and open, whether the clouds or the rain pour down upon your earth. Be it all. ------------------------- When desire rises And threatens to pull you Away from your center Be with it Neither moving towards or away, Discomfort arises, heat, fear A voice says go towards it Don’t Just be with it And desire falls. Be a master of the waves Not a slave to them. ----------------------------
Your poetry is very beautiful❤️