the butterfly path

i have lived
like an emergent butterfly
at first i stumbled and crawled
through my life
unaware and driven only
by desire

and then a great metamorphosis began

there were times I thought
the pain of transformation
would kill me
yet still i pressed on
and finally, through grace and nature,
i emerged into
my butterfly nature

this life is a path of becoming
but to truly emerge
as your resplendent self
you must be prepared
to shed the past
and face the void…

and then jump.

Photo by Andrea Reiman on Unsplash

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falling into the mystery

when i gazed into your soul
and rested in that open vista
it was like looking over
a vast continent
mysterious and unknown
there is a track, something familiar
and known,
but everything leads
to this mystery

i am an explorer there
sometimes i stumble on a darkness
and even a wild animal
hidden in the shadows
but then, around an
unexpected corner,
i chance upon
the hidden valley
a sight that takes the breath away
with its majesty and splendor

you, my dearest heart, are all of these

all we can really do is explore
ourselves and each other

drop all this judgement and knowing
the truth is you don’t really know anything

it is all an utterly transcendent mystery.

healing the endless wound

be wary of believing all that you think
most of the thoughts in your head
come from other people
you just recorded them many years ago
when you were very impressionable
and they all seemed so wise

but if you really look now
you may see that those very people
were lost and wounded
and they themselves
had thoughts that were not their own

the human cycle of ancestry,
left unconscious and unaware
goes on and on
it’s like a wound
that runs through each generation

and the only way to stop
this endless wounding
is to be the one who says
‘the buck stops here with me.’

it is a great responsibility
and a hard burden
but your liberation, your awakening
is not only for yourself
but somehow this energy of true liberation into love
sends ripples of healing
backwards into time and resolves
all past wounds that may still be trapped somewhere

we are either destined to endlessly repeat the pattern
of our ancestry
or we are destined to awaken from it.

i awakened from it
and my liberation into love’s unconditionality
has become my greatest gift to the world
and to my family, whether they know it or not.

be beautiful for no reason

you don’t have to do anything
or be anyone
you don’t have to become more
of what you are already
or achieve fame or notoriety

no

all you have to do is fall backwards
into what you naturally are
and rest
as your beautiful self

just be beautiful for no reason
except that you are here
as a manifestation
of the divine

you are a celebration
and every atom and particle
longs to dance and sing
in that celebration

don’t stand in the way.

Prepare Your House, There Is A Visitor Coming

Prepare your house
For love
It will arrive
With its fire
If not before
Then at death’s door
And you will have to meet
All the time’s you turned away
From the fire
And tried to warm
Yourself
On something cold
And worthless
Prepare now
So you can enjoy the journey

love is bold

tear off this falseness
and stand tall
in truth
be like an open window
let anyone look in

invite everyone
into your house
and make them welcome

there are no enemies
when love is your abiding state
there is only misunderstanding

don’t be so quick
to jump into
being a person
it is not as simple as that
and when you look
from a certain angle
you will see
worlds within worlds
all real
and all fictional

don’t be so quick
to judge
make love your home
and see the world dissolve.

Transformation of the Grape

It takes time for the wine to mature
It cannot be rushed or forced
There are no shortcuts
You need the right ingredients
And patience
And trust
But with enough time, trust and patience
One day there will be
A beautiful bouquet
And the humble
And seemingly separate grape
Will have merged with the other grapes
And transformed into something
Utterly miraculous.

All transformation is the same
Don’t be in such a hurry.

Consider this metaphor deeply.

Ancient wine cellar

this world is cruel

to those of us
who swim beneath the surface
and dare to feel
the weight of the ocean
and those who have had their hearts torn out
by fate’s sword
i say
this world is cruel
it will devastate you
and bring you to your knees
it will try and steal your love
it will take you to the very edge of your mind
and push you off
into the void

and only grace
can catch you

do not close your heart
even though the world
appears cruel

remember
appearances can be deceptive.

falling into pisces moon

there she hangs
serene and momentous
powerful beyond measure
calling us
deeper into the darkness

pisces moon
hanging by a thread in the heavens
feeling everything
everywhere

she tugs and pulls
at our fragile hearts
inviting us to break open
and fall into the ocean…

i go willingly
scared but willing
to dissolve
into her

my death is my liberation.

Nothing But Love

I fought with love, I rejected it, I was scared of it, I denied it, I was angry with it, I couldn’t even say the word.
I didn’t let love in to the depth of my being, I didn’t let its transformational fire burn up everything that was not love.

And then I fell into the deepest love I have ever known.
This love made me mad. It turned me into a poet. It destroyed everything that was no longer needed.

And this love took me to the darkest areas of my self and cast a light on them. It demanded all of me.
It said, ‘Burn in the fire, let love take everything and give up yourself.’
I walked willingly into the fire.

And then I embraced love, I welcomed it, I became it, and I didn’t stop talking about it.
It started as personal love, and then it just became love of everything.

I was a guy who couldn’t even say the word love. Now I speak of nothing else.