Your True Power

If you can see through your own projection
And righteous judgement
And instead
See from an open heart
And an innocent mind
You will be doing yourself
And the world
A great service
The world doesn’t need your opinion
It needs your love
Your innocence
And your beauty
Because therein
Lies your true power.

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journey of journeys

you must go to the mountain top
or the cave
alone – if you seek to awaken –
without any friends or loved ones
when you return everyone will be your friend
and no one will be
as you leave for
your journey of journeys
take a look around
and you will not see the beloved anywhere
yet upon your return
the beloved is all you will see

god, love, truth, the beloved,
whatever you want to call the divine,
is always here
but we pretend to hide
like naughty children
hiding in the closet
from mum and dad

who are we kidding?

when grace arrived

grace, as my wife once said,
is the absence of resistance
i loved that description so much
and became devoted to the task
of finding that grace
to the point where i stopped
fighting and arguing with life
i put down my arms
and ended the war

and what happened was astonishing
i lost nothing, i didn’t fall apart
or become less of a human being
in fact the opposite
i gained everything
i gained the world
i became whole
and a full human being
all the world became my lover
and a great intimacy arose in me
this intimacy you feel as you read these words
this honest openness came
when i put down my weapons
of mass destruction

and grace arrived

this world is unfathomable
and, if you can just stop struggling
and fighting with it,
will show you its beauty
even in the smallest of things.

 

Mirage, Mirror and Maze

Oh world!
Oh body!
Oh mind!
Oh everything that appears
In our experience
Why do you taunt us so?
Why do tease us with your false hopes?
You offer nothing real
And nothing that lasts
You are a mirage
A mirror
A maze

And like all things illusory
Only when we look THROUGH you, not at you,
Do we begin to really see the truth

What madness is this world
Where what we see is false
And what we cannot see is real?

We live inside a dream
And only waking up
As we do from a heavy slumber
Can bring any peace

Oh world, body and mind
I can see your tricks and your stories
And although many imagine you to be real
I know you shimmer
In the light
And deceive the naive onlooker
I am wise to your ways
And your tricksters hustle
I have awoken from my dream
And see you for what you are
And love you anyway.

The Heart of Darkness

Each of us goes to dark places
It is part of the human experience
What matters is how the darkness is met
Either it drags us deeper into our stories
Or it forces the story and story teller
To let go and fall into the unknown
Surrendering the whole story of self
To the mystery
Only one of these leads to freedom.

there is a sadness that shines

there is a sadness
that opens the door
to peaceful acceptance
of the wheel of life

and there is a grief which,
when opened to,
may bring
the most profound love

but both sadness and grief
are shunned and demeaned
by those who desperately
flap around on the surface
and so they may never know
peace or love

i turned my back
on all that
and dived down
into the darkness
and there, amongst the tears and regret,
the pain and the deep wounds,
lay the most exquisite jewels

and now i wear those jewels
every moment of every day
with a humble pride
that says
‘i am not afraid of the darkness or the shadows.’

Set Sail For Love

I give thanks to love
Without its open expression
I may have faced a life
Of fear and pent up anger
Love helped me see
What was behind all that pain
Love was the open door
I could always walk through
But never knew how
And when finally
I faced my demons
And walked through
I found a new world
A world brighter, richer, deeper and lighter
Than anything fear could muster
The world of love is not weak but tender
Surrendered but mighty
Innocent and invincible
I give thanks that the ship of my life
Left familiar shores
And sailed into the mystery
For that is where I found myself.

only the deepest softness

i have tried to meet the world
meet my lover
and meet myself
in many different ways
over the long years of my life
i have tried to rage, argue and battle
I have tried to run and deny
i have been intolerant and indignant
have even stood aloof and arrogant
upheld by righteousness and superiority

but none of these tactics ever brought me
or anyone else
peace

no

only one thing, only one measure
has worked every time
and that is to meet everything,
all experience, all form,
within and without,
with the deepest softness

i may not like it, want it or feel i need it
it may hurt like hell
and bring great sadness or pain
but when i allow
myself to surrender
into the deepest softness
something new happens
that opens the door
to majesty

not the loud majesty of pomp and pride
but the humble majesty
that may be unseen
yet extraordinarily beautiful
and sweet

when you get tired of fighting the world
or yourself
don’t give up and hang your head
in resignation
but surrender the fighter
to this deepest softness

we will meet there.

the deepest acceptance

when i realized
how much of myself
i had given away
all my life
i sat in the emptiness of the devastation
without moving
and allowed everything in
all the pain and dashed hopes
dreams broken and love lost
i didn’t turn away
or move towards it,
instead there was
no reaction, no aversion at all
and in that openness
that resolute acceptance
of the truth
of my brokenness 
came freedom
the freedom of no longer 
moving towards or away
from anything
this neutrality is not dead
but vibrantly alive
like the sky
or the universe itself
and whilst there may be chaos
or storms, black holes
or colliding stars
yet still there is
the neutrality of the deepest acceptance

in that peace i understood
there was never anything to give away.