Who do you think you are?

Who do you think you are?

A being full of light and love?

Or one weighed down with

yesterday’s burdens?

Believing the thoughts that come and go

the feelings, emotions, desires

all part of the package 

of being human.

Each morning on awakening

there is a choice

a brief window of opportunity

to choose being just human or

to choose being love.

A beacon for others

a ray of hope, compassion, kindness.

Who do you think you are?

A brief moment to catch

descending from being free

to being human

and all the weight

that package entails.

Choose to be free

choose to be open

choose to be love.

Who do you think you are?

© 19 Jul 20

No words necessary

Dear Mind

rest awhile

as I dive deep into

the vast ocean of consciousness.

“Lie there, my art”.

You are a great magician

plucking forth words, images, scenes

out of empty air

and all this can be stilled

for a while.

Rest my dear mind

there will be important work for you

later.

Now, right now

no words are necessary

no conjuring tricks needed

no reminders of yesterday’s song

or scenes to be replayed.

Lie there, my art

rest awhile

as I dive deep into

the vast ocean of consciousness

which you cannot enter.

Now

no words are necessary.

© 6 Jul 20

I throw my arms around the world

I throw my arms around the world

to embrace all beings.

I open my heart to let

all beings

out

for you were always here

always within me.

We are not separate

you and I 

we have always been One.

My heart is deep enough 

to contain everyone

to contain All.

Here we sit

together in Oneness

lovers of truth and beauty.

I open my arms wide enough

to embrace all.

© 5 Jul 20

Singing in your heart

Hear the sound of liberation

singing in your heart.

Follow that sound

without wavering.

Stay on the path

it leads you along.

The sound is leading you home

drawing you ever closer

to yourself.

Hear the sound of liberation

singing in your heart

telling you

you already are home.

© 5 Jul 20

What is real?

None of it is real.

This night-time vividness that slips into 

vagueness on eyes opening.

And this eyes open, senses open

walking, talking daydream.

None of it is real.

Except this present moment.

This endless, depthless, present moment

when we touch infinity

when we meet the glorious

with no past or future.

Just now

and another now

and another

vibrant, energetic.

This is real.

© 12 Jul 20

I will keep you safe

I am the storm that rages

the wind that blows

the rain that rains

the north star as your guide

and the cloud covering the star.

I am the boat

gently carrying you to the other shore.

I am the waves rocking the boat

the calm depth of the ocean

the fish that swim beneath

the birds that fly above.

I am the quiet stillness

on the ocean floor.

I am One, I am many

I am All.

© 4 Jul 20