forgetting wisps of matter
stillness where you are
being what you seek
love is all that moves
forgetting wisps of matter
stillness where you are
being what you seek
love is all that moves
changes inside
the heat and Light from within
licking gently at my sanity
on soft boil
feels Divine
time slowing to a crawl
to be hard boiled
supple yet firm
a snack for some lucky Dragon
the skies are dark
yet i push my little skiff
along with what strength i have
quiet days and nights
memories of playing children
blue glow on the Horizon guiding
i must always remember
i am never alone
forever may I float above and below
I will not fear the dark within
“If you spend a long period of time in study & self-cultivation, you will enter the Tao. By doing so, you also enter a world of extraordinary perceptions. You experience unimaginable things, receive thoughts & learning as if from nowhere, perceive things that could be classified as prescient, yet if you try to communicate what you experience, there is no one to understand you. The more you walk this road, the farther you are from the ordinary ways of society. You may see the truth, but you will find that people would rather listen to politicians, performers, & charlatans.” – Deng ming-Dao
Shhhhhhhhh, be so quiet now…
Always crying
Over spilled milk
Don’t be the Fool
Accept the gifts
Before you
Be quiet
And aware
You are home
You are loved
Take your rest
And be content
You earned it
“If you lose all your worldly goods,
And you only have two loaves of bread –
Sell one of them: take what you get,
And buy some flowers for your Soul instead.” – Sa’adi
I have been meditating on these thoughts. Rumi is the deepest ocean. He just gets deeper and deeper for me the more still and quiet I become.
“If you knew yourself for even one moment, if you could just glimpse your most beautiful face, maybe you wouldn’t slumber so deeply in that house of clay.
Why not move into your house of joy and shine into every crevice!
For you are the secret Treasure-bearer, and always have been.
Didn’t you know?” – Rumi
“You have been walking the ocean’s edge, holding up your robes to keep them dry.
You must dive naked under and deeper under, a thousand times deeper. Love flows down.
The ground submits to the sky and suffers what comes. Tell me, is the earth worse for giving in like that?
Do not put blankets over the drum.
Open completely.” – Rumi
Whatever your path, are you negotiating or listening to all? Do you know yourself and your true voice? I am telling you that if you care only for yourself and needs, your path is an illusion of you. And the answers you think you have are worthless. Time to go back to the drawing board?
Cast yourself into the deep water with no questions or answers faith or belief. Scary? Exactly! Why do so few find it, you can I tell you! But you must lose all and your safe linear connection to the world. You will be surprised what you find. I promise you that.
Why not dive into your soul? See past your failure and desires, hopes and dreams. Look around you. This is your destiny right here, right now.
Dive into your ocean!
God is expressed
In Being and Becoming
I’m not moving
Everything else is
I’ll just wait here
And see what floats by
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