life appears inside you

you do not have a life

life is appearing inside you

this one radical shift

in perspective

when fully realized

will change everything

if you shift your gaze

from the localized eye

and zoom out

as if behind your head

and, through slightly blurred gaze,

take in the whole scene

as though it were appearing

inside you

you would begin to get

this whole paradox

of being in the world

and the world

being in you.

so what is real?

the cost of loving

to love someone fully
means to open to them
so that nothing remains
and in that opening
is the great cost

the cost of loving
is that
when one of you dies
the pain of separation
and loneliness
will be an agony
only matched
by the loss of a child

but the rewards of loving
in such a way
are worth the pain
the intimacy and surrender into love
is an exquisite fire
that burns up all hope
of salvation

therein lies its great paradox

From Being Everywhere To Being Somewhere

Some folks seem to love this life
They relish in the formness of it all
And gather things, and experiences
Like they belong here

Oh! how they like to play

While others, they don’t get along so well
There are some who don’t seem to get on well
At all
In fact they don’t take to being
In form one bit

Not everyone is the same

You see, being consciousness
And finding yourself
In form, even with its sensory delights,
Is not easy
From being everywhere
To suddenly being somewhere
Is tough

And many folks want to fly free
Beyond all this
I can understand that desire

I say liberate now while you wear this coat
Step out of the game
And off the wheel

Only the vastness of spiritual awakening
Can put an end to this endless cycle.

 

 

turning, turning, turning

everything is turning
on the same wheel
an eternal turning
of such beauty
it cannot be seen
or thought of

if you were to lie back
on a clear night
and watch the heavens
you might catch a glimpse

but that view would suggest
that somehow
you are watching it
and not in it

no…

everything, all things
inside and outside
known and unknown
are turning, turning, turning
with a majesty
that makes me cry with
such an awe
i am rendered utterly speechless

to see this wonder for even a moment would render this life complete.

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from the mountain to the marketplace

i too have glimpsed the eternal undying
nature of consciousness

in a moment of enlightenment
i saw time dripping into form
from the timeless
and i sat, stunned like kabir
at the turning of the wheel

yet still i had to return
to the mundane
to the shop and bank
to this life and all its suffering

and still mind chatted away
oblivious to the wonders i had seen
or the glory of my cosmic vision
it was as though my mind
had a loathing for all things
it didn’t comprehend

maybe it has glimpsed its own demise?

and thus my life became
a dance between
the formless and the form
and i realized this

mind is tenacious
it wont let go it’s steely grip easily
mind is a trickster
it will tell you, you have found gold
but it will be a yellow wrapper
mind does not want your liberation
but will tell you it does
and will abandon you
at the final moment

but don’t get me wrong
mind is a great friend and support
in this world
just don’t trust it
to tell you
who you really are
or what the heck is going on

so what am am i saying?

i am saying it is easy to catch a glimpse
of the ineffable beyond
or the great wheel turning in the heavens
but it is quite another bringing that
realization into your affairs
in the market place
or when someone cuts you up
on the road
but if your spiritual truth
doesn’t make it into your daily life
as a living reality
it’s just philosophy
not revolution.

grace – the unseen hand

this morning i saved a spider from death

in the bath

it was struggling terribly

until i reached down and brought it
to a whole new reality

of safety and sunshine

and off it went

of course the spider thought the bath was the world

and it was a matter of life and death

but the spider trusted me

and between his trust
and my action

his life suddenly changed.

i saw myself in that spider
i have felt the same way

as though it’s a matter of life and death
trapped in a hopeless situation

maybe grace is that time
when some mysterious hand reaches down 
and shifts us to a new reality

turned towards god

the cat upstairs is nearing the end of his life
our neighbor asked me to feed him a few times
over the last couple of days

he is very fragile and totters around gently
eats a little and stumbles away

all he seems to want is love
so we just sit and i stroke him
silently

when animals draw near the end
they get very quiet
i saw this look some years ago
with my wife’s mother

it was as though she had turned her face
towards god
and was already leaving us
there was no fear and no regret

there is a certain point
when we remember the formless realm
and prefer it.

Real Love Is An Invincible Field Of Consciousness

Real love is a field of consciousness
With no gate, no fence
And no boundary

Yet most are deceived
And only love in a prison
Of limitation
You cannot find the truth of love’s magnificence
When there is a gate
Or a fence
That doesn’t not mean
You become a mess of no boundaries
It means you are no longer threatened
By anything the world says or does
Because you have understood

That there is no world
Only a field of consciousness
Called love

All Unfolding Perfectly

I have come to the conclusion
That life has no meaning –
And therein lies its exquisite beauty
And its terrible horror.

We are the only thing that sees
Beauty or Horror
For the Eternal One
It is all the same
It is us who call
One thing suffering
And another thing grace
But to the Eternal One
It is all the same
It is us who long for
Things to be different
Or to have more time
Or to change some part of reality
But to the Eternal One
It is all unfolding perfectly

We find this so hard to hear.