Love Terrible

I know so little of Love, but I have awoken from my ignorance in the Heart of Love.

It is not a peaceful lake always. She is also a raging tempest, behold her power, it is terribly awesome!

All that dies in the flames is my ignorance.

Love has stalked me through my life, but I have run and hid from Love.

It wanted one thing and would not let me rest until it had it…my sadness.

My heart has broken open and this is good.

A bird stopped by and sang me Gibran’s song to Love…

“When love beckons to you, follow him,

Though his ways are hard and steep.

And when his wings enfold you yield to him.

Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.

And when he speaks to you believe in him,

Though his voice may shatter your dreams

as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.

Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun.

So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.

He threshes you to make you naked.

He sifts you to free you from your husks.

He grinds you to whiteness.

He kneads you until you are pliant;

And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God’s sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure.

Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love’s threshing-floor.

Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;

For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say, “God is in my heart,” but rather, “I am in the heart of God.”

And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.

But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.

To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;

And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;

To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy;

To return home at eventide with gratitude;

And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips”

Naturity

When there
Are just
Beautiful flowers
Blooming inside
What’s left to do
But be cut
And let your
Sweet fragrance
Be enjoyed
By all around
And left to the wind
Or hung to dry
No fear
You shall
Bloom again
Next Year

These are just flowers blooming inside…’tis the season. Cut them, share their fragrance, let them dry, crush them and make a salve of forgiveness. Apply it liberally in your life. You are perennial, you shall bloom forever.

Image – Maturity – OSHO Zen Tarot

The Art of Dreaming

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here I am
fading away
no one can see
slipping through
my fingers
letting it all
evaporate
what is left
is what is
sifted and burned
holding onto
the Light
as my body
fades away
freeing myself
with no thought
and no movement
seeing with no eyes
awakening in the
Dream

The Circle of Seeking

Understanding

Awakening

Liberation

Rinse and repeat

When you are ready

For freedom

Seek yourself

The way is hidden

Our lives are short

And can be beautiful

Leave it all behind

No treasure

No reward

All is Maya

There is nothing to do

And no one to do it

I know that I am nothing

But a cherry blossom tree

I know I am boundless

Now I’m free

Synchronicity And Flow

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Mandala Golden Flower from Carl Jung Ex Patient

“What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what is in us.”

– Ralph Waldo Emerson

I had to reblog this below from An Accidental Anarchist, it was a question and answer in one for me when I read it. It is from an ex patient of Carl Jung. I think it stands pretty well on it’s own, those who read my blog, know of what it speaks. Interesting to see and experience the commonality of experience across a century. I echo the patient below, what a fool I was, but I still am today!

“Out of evil, much good has come to me.
By keeping quiet, repressing nothing,
remaining attentive, and by accepting
reality – taking things as they are, and not
as I wanted them to be – by doing all this,
unusual knowledge has come to me,
and unusual powers as well, such as I could
never have imagined before.

I always thought that when we accepted things
they overpowered us in some way or other.
This turns out not to be true at all, and it is
only by accepting them that one can assume
and attitude towards them.

So now I intend to play the game of life, being
receptive to whatever comes to me, good and
bad, sun and shadow forever alternating, and,
in this way, also accepting my own nature with
its positive and negative sides. Thus everything
becomes more alive to me.

What a fool I was! How I tried to force everything
to go according to way I thought it ought to.”

— an EX patient of C. G. Jung (Alchemical Studies, pg 47)

A Little Boy Lost No More

For this people’s heart has become calloused; they hardly hear with their ears, and they have closed their eyes. Otherwise they might see with their eyes, hear with their ears, understand with their hearts and turn, and I would heal them. But blessed are your eyes because they see, and your ears because they hear. For truly I tell you, many prophets and righteous people longed to see what you see but did not see it, and to hear what you hear but did not hear it. – Matthew 13:15-17

Then Jesus said, “Whoever has ears to hear, let them hear.” When he was alone, the Twelve and the others around him asked him about the parables. He told them, “The secret of the kingdom of God has been given to you. But to those on the outside everything is said in parables so that, ‘they may be ever seeing but never perceiving, and ever hearing but never understanding; otherwise they might turn and be forgiven!’ – Mark 4:9-12

For whatever is hidden is meant to be disclosed, and whatever is concealed is meant to be brought out into the open. If anyone has ears to hear, let them hear. – Mark 4:22-24

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Father, father, where are you going
       O do not walk so fast.
Speak father, speak to your little boy
       Or else I shall be lost,
The night was dark no father was there
       The child was wet with dew.
The mire was deep, & the child did weep
       And away the vapour flew.

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THE LITTLE boy lost in the lonely fen,
Led by the wand’ring light,
Began to cry; but God, ever nigh,
Appear’d like his father, in white.

He kissèd the child, and by the hand led,
And to his mother brought,
Who in sorrow pale, thro’ the lonely dale,
Her little boy weeping sought.

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Nought loves another as itself,
Nor venerates another so,
Nor is it possible to thought
A greater than itself to know.

‘And, father, how can I love you
Or any of my brothers more?
I love you like the little bird
That picks up crumbs around the door.’

The Priest sat by and heard the child;
In trembling zeal he seized his hair,
He led him by his little coat,
And all admired the priestly care.

And standing on the altar high,
‘Lo, what a fiend is here! said he:
‘One who sets reason up for judge
Of our most holy mystery.’

The weeping child could not be heard,
The weeping parents wept in vain:
They stripped him to his little shirt,
And bound him in an iron chain,

And burned him in a holy place
Where many had been burned before;
The weeping parents wept in vain.
Are such thing done on Albion’s shore?

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Albion
HEAR the voice of the Bard!
Who present, past, and future, sees;
Whose ears have heard
The Holy Word
That walk’d among the ancient trees,

Calling the lapsèd soul,
And weeping in the evening dew;
That might control
The starry pole,
And fallen, fallen light renew!

‘O Earth, O Earth, return!
Arise from out the dewy grass;
Night is worn,
And the morn
Rises from the slumberous mass.

‘Turn away no more;
Why wilt thou turn away.
The starry floor,
The wat’ry shore,
Is giv’n thee till the break of day.’

William Blake

Absolute Reality

Wisdom is knowing I am nothing inside myself, Love is knowing I am everything outside myself and between the two my life moves. – Nisargadatta Maharaj

Would you like total realization of Absolute reality? I’m selling a new program to show you the way, just kidding, it’s free.

I’m not talking about any religion or none, which are all fine. I’m talking about your own personal experience. I have been sharing mine out loud. The volume may be loud, but the Universe is singing to us!!! Truth is not in some books view or others’ ideology, your own messy experience is what I’m getting at. That is where it hides in plain sight. Where few ever look. Only cost you a conversation with yourself about what you already know is true! Have no more self-consciousness, there is only Consciousness.

Speak and live the Truth as it manifests in your heart moment to moment.

Another thing could help if you have any interest. It is a book that called to me ironically. I read a few books a week, pieces anyway, put em all down and pick up Ultimate Medicine. It says more in that little book I tell you than EVERYTHING I have ever read. I’m very weird, I and many know. I’ll tell you all very openly I am in some kind of deep conversation with the Universe and every moment I spend seeking the truth inside myself I found is an act of self love for All. I am not special, just clear. I mean that with no sense of achievement or authority. It is a simple admission of Truth.

My only Gospel is Love. Nisargadatta Maharaj said the most beautiful words in the quote above next to the J-man. Nis wrote the book above. It will be nonsense to most, it’s hard medicine. Distilled from direct experience of the Universe. You will see flashes of many traditions in his words. People living for things will not understand him now. I needed the hardest stuff myself and it’s not for everyone if you want to play happy conspicuous consumer in this circus of a dream we call the world. If no one ever told you, you are moving in a dream world asleep going nowhere fast. I know, hurts your head, but frees your soul to soar boundless.

Nis was a fully realized modern Human Being. I started with his strongest medicine. It went down like candy after I died of my ailment after ignoring the book for a year. Yeah, I died, but I’m doing fine.

If you are thinking New Age thinking, no, in the moment thinking is where it’s at and even better, no thinking and just being. The hippies were infected with the nonduality of Nis. I think they got this whole ball rolling along with Nis and Ram, who brought this awareness to the West. Accept its not our past I’m learning about from them, it’s our collective future. I am feeling their words as if they were in front of me. My desires ebb and fear is a memory, but fresh moments to choose The Way every moment. You need a spark gap. Like cupping  for your soul. You need to feel the burn and just be love where you are in every moment.

EEK, what have I done?! What is to become of me? Those are funny questions I asked often. If you reach a summit, you will always find another waiting at the top of the last one.

Thank Absolute Reality for the crazy hippies. Unicorns and Rainbows folks. And if you think I’m full of it, nope, but I’m filled up with it, that I can say for sure now 😉 This moment in eternity was pretty good. The Ravens pointed The Way. The funniest thing, we talk to birds now and they talk back!

How far can you go?

To Absolute Reality.

When?

In every moment.

Forget my words and every word you have heard.

Make something new.

If you feel lost, go find yourself inside.

You’re hiding.

Can you hear their song?

Three Ravens on the Road to Nowhere…

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Three Ravens

Here is a hint…

You are the Absolute Reality

Go and realize your life around That!