In Between

we find ourselves
on the edge of oblivion
barely able
to hear and see
the game set by
the light and dark
we live in between
the possibilities

Call For Love

wisdom is knowing I am nothing
love is knowing I am everything
and between the two my life moves
— nisargadatta maharaj

everyone so busy now
moving to and fro
so urgently
burning all they touch

what is it you have
in your hand
what is that

imagine there are
no more words
you bought your ticket
you will get what you paid for

you were made from Love
there is no fear in Love
just a call for Love
you will return to Love

fear or love
is the game
what are the odds
I win everything

this game is fixed
will you still die
in a world without meaning
for the love of another

Tripping Over Joy


What is the difference
 Between your experience of Existence
 And that of a saint?

The saint knows
 That the spiritual path
 Is a sublime chess game with God

And that the Beloved
 Has just made such a Fantastic Move

That the saint is now continually
 Tripping over Joy
 And bursting out in Laughter
 And saying, “I Surrender!”

Whereas, my dear,
 I am afraid you still think
 You have a thousand serious moves.

― Hafiz, I Heard God Laughing: Poems of Hope and Joy

One of the most fun aspects of shifting one’s perspective and finding Joy is how much can come into your view right where you are standing when you look at things juuuuuuussssssttttttt right. I wish you clarity and a lot of fun playing.