WHO ARE WE?

The question is, who are we and what do we stand for. Not on the surface level but deep inside us. And not just individually but also as a collective, as a species. We seem lost to something, far from our divine nature. Many are now asking these questions. They are not simply spiritual, but also very human.

Now we are connected to each other (not all of course) in ways unimaginable 30 years ago, it has changed us. We are in the infancy of interconnectivity. We are going to play out opinions, beliefs, shadow and karma. It’s inevitable. And it’s not all bad or negative. In fact it holds the potential for radical transformation. But left in the realm of the unconscious tendencies we have, no change is likely other than an endless disintegration into division. Is that our human destiny?

Or are we more, much more than that? And can we realize that potential for harmonious living?

I favor the view that we can. But it requires effort and the willingness to meet ourselves and others in a much deeper way, and that is the great art.

The trail blazers, the seekers, the mystics, the inner explorers, the inquirers, the poets, you and I, must continue to be willing to unravel this world of veils and to live from the truth of what we discover, even if that is just the great unknown. Truth doesn’t have a name.

Thank you for indulging my exploration. Now some poems.

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All wounds heal
In the light 
Of unconditional love.

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Open your heart 
Until it is the universe
Open your mind
Beyond it’s perception,
Beliefs and ideas
Until it is the eternal sky

Go beyond
What mind says or doesn’t say
There is a vast intelligence within you
Know it and everything changes.

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Your light never goes out
It just becomes occluded
By the clouds of conditioning 
And the weight of wounding
Yet the light deep within
Never goes out
You don’t need to find it
You need to reveal it.

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Each day
Is an opportunity
To be awake
To the mystery

Every experience
An invitation
To be rooted in presence

Don’t be cruel to yourself
For forgetting.
You have been asleep a long time

The remembering
Is all that matters.

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It is not what you find
At the end of the journey

It’s what you unearth
On the journey itself
That changes everything

That’s why you must
Give yourself totally
To the undertaking.

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Trust is a fine and delicate thread
That weaves us together
You may not even notice it
Until it is broken
And then it is all you see.

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The truth is
I fell into the hole
In the center of my being
And entered a new world
Now I walk with one foot
In this temporal world
And one foot in the eternal
Grateful for the time
Accepting of my dissolution.

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The darkness we fear
Has messages we need to hear
Yet we run off into the distance
Fearful of the very thing
That needs to be faced
For our return to wholeness.

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Quietness, humility and tenderness
Are aspects of grace
Grace is easily forgotten in this harsh reality
But without it we are doomed.

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UN-MOOR YOUR BOAT.

You have moored your boat
On the safe part of the river
And, for a time, it has been fine

Now there is a longing to know
What lies further down stream
A thirst for adventure 
And a deep desire for the ocean

But you have been moored for a long time
And there is fear of the unknown
What if there are rapids
Or even a huge waterfall
What if you should capsize and drown
What huge discomfort this brings up

Maybe it is better to stay moored up in the safety
Even though it no longer brings any juice to life
And the longing, the thirst, the desire, remains 
And seems to grow every day

Oh what a conundrum, a puzzle, a mystery…

Friend, cast off the ropes and throw them upon the shore
You won’t be needing them again
Un-moor your boat like the warrior you are
Deep in your heart
Set sail, face the river, surrender and surf
Meet what comes as it comes
Be done with your fearful imagination
Live in this day, here, now
You have more capacity than you know
But you cannot discover it 
Until you un-moor and set sail.