Be The Change

“Silence is an ocean. Speech is a river. When the ocean is searching for you,
don’t walk into the river. Listen to the ocean.” – Rumi

Be here with me now
Fall into the mystery
Feel the nature of existence

Consume me
No middle
Deep ignition

To sense time
Is to be distracted
Recognize where you are

Stop seeking
The more you feel yourself
Blue fire consumes

Only when your words stop
Do you begin to glimpse yourself
See and know yourself in the mirror of life

Awake to the awareness of yourself
That which you see watching you
Is you

In the moment
No separation
No fear
Quiet
Calm
Peace
Reflection

Thought is driven by fear and desire
The flame burns blue in the moment
A cleansing fire

I took the photo for this poem today. It represents the evolution of myself and ourselves connected to all and the Verse, whatever it and we are. I spent the weekend exploring and experiencing my consciousness at the Science and Non-Duality 2015 conference in San Jose, CA with my love. If you have never attended one, I highly recommend it. It is not what you expect, I promise. It’s an experience with a little bit for anyone on any path. I don’t share that to elevate myself or reflect my great spiritual wisdom. I was gathered there through moving without knowing and I had some amazing interactions and realizations, confirmations and challenges, peace and tension.

I wanted to encourage you if you are reading these words to take chances and be willing to throw everything you know away in seeking the truth. Change your mental, spiritual and physical state…as often as possible. Be present and aware of yourself in the world and others and your connection to all. If you have been here reading my ramblings, know I share openly and freely with you my honest spontaneous thoughts, feelings and impressions about life. I hope you are creating magic in yours. Let’s keep the alchemy going. Be the change.

Collisions of the Heart

I feel like drawing some of the images from that secret place only I have seen within. I may write some poems for them later. I offer them to you, an expression of my heart and soul. Here is the first and my first time creating art in my life at 43. Never too late to share your heart with the world.

Collisions of the Heart

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