beneath the waves

i called to you here friend
beneath the waves
and have waited like the moon waits
for the sun to be just right
and show up itself in fullness in the night sky
i called from this beauty to your soul
that is so perfectly seen here in the light
as the glory that you are
i called to you friend
to come hither into this sea of knowledge
and untouched rest
be the one of all
be the light of reality
most of all
to be real and steady
be still

do not take this heart to be yours
it is not
it is of itself in fullness and rich beauty
that is *ALL*
not like the mist on the seas in the morning light
or the dew that trembles and dissolves
with the rising of the sun
but steady in constant quiet
and even the most pure is not compared to it
the dove (how lovely it is) flies away and is gone
as well as the beautiful sky in it's brilliant colors
fades so quickly
but not this heart that is still
it lives always
in love and perfect peace

a vision 11/23/17

this early morning, a vision arose

i have not seen crisp, clear visions for awhile
in the same way as before
sometimes only

this vision was a bit hazy, yet completely
perceptible and understandable in it's unfolding

there were two forms walking in a covering of clothing
these forms converged
the full moon entered and moved down their full bodies
until those forms vanished

then the full moon was above my head and ran down
this form
the feeling of it lovely and surreal
my feet could be seen in boots of a sort
my form was pulled up out of these boots
and felt to be air-like in it's nature
water, a torrent of it was poured over me
as a mystical flow of light

and then just light poured down over me
from head to toe
up and down this way

then, there was a tunnel
a man was upright in a business suit
he lay down, his shirt buttoned tightly up
with his tie around his neck and knotted
like usual attire in the worldly realm of
business life

i walked over this form body
and travelled down a tunnel
there was a door that was closed
with light
coming from underneath of it
i stood there and waited
and then the single door turned into a
double door that opened slowly

there was a cross on the door that was on the left
i stepped into this opening
crossing the threshold into this other mystic land
it felt
crosses made of light were falling
here and there
crosses that rested on backs of people that carried them
were falling
crosses
falling

there were light rays coming from all sides that moved thru
me
stilling and peaceful
this scene unfolded this way for a while
traveling thru with light rays appearing and penetrating
all that was there
almost like a crystal feeling to it where light bounces off
each other in different facets
and cuts

there was a form shadow on the ground
smoke and fire rose from it
in billowing dark plumes
rising and burning from it

a cathedral type of passageway was in the distance
it looked to be made of gold
with the entrance way curved and jutting upward
water
then
came rushing from this cathedral
in torrents
living waters
rushing

then a flower emerged
with the opening made of light
and other form bodies emerged as if walking away
walking away
and leaving just this opening made of light


this is all
that is coming


so for now
onward
and blessed thanksgiving to all

Unborn

for the saint 

the only birth is the body

the soul has always been eternally free

unborn 

not this 

not that 

forever whole 

deathless

for the saint 

the heart is pure always 

as the seas are made glorious 

and the winds come from 

beautiful stillness

the rains 

and the seasons 

all rise and fall in the same heart

that is one self

for the saint

there has never been other 

only this one 

not ending 

not beginning 

as a light unto itself 

there is nothing that can touch

this purity

for the saint

the prison is the mind 

the mind that is not true 

as it is has no substance 

or constancy within it 

it is made of energy only 

mercurial

and not immutable like 

pure spirit

for the saint 

all that is seen and unseen

is the same 

not living somewhere apart

and belonging to anybody

just is 

so very natural

yet ungraspable 

to mind

for the saint 

peace is not born 

because it can never die 

peace is what is real 

within all 

living as sat chit ananda

eternal

for the saint 

life is now always 

it cannot be contained in form 

and mind 

it is a mystery 

an unalterable reality 

that is shiv shakti in one 

not two

not two

for the saint 

love is uncreated 

it is inherent within the soul

of all

it has nothing to cling to 

nor can it be made into 

something to own

it lives always unencumbered 

with no blockages 

like a river

flowing

for the saint 

the one reality is what *sees*

as clarity

not the eyes truly

as they are merely instruments 

that are empty

inert 

seeing is of spirit

as well as pure intelligence 

for the saint 

me and mine fall away 

to never rise again 

in the heart 

all is well and 

forever one

at peace 

effortless 

joy

for the saint

men and women are simply 

forms of the same one 

not separate 

a play of God in all aspects 

but never dancing apart 

always undivided

free 

in reality

you are a single
being always
not divided as you think
you are a mystery
and a bright glow
you have no burden
to carry
or any involvement
in the world
you are not a form
you are absolute truth
in reality

a deeper reality

though it takes great efforts
to continually rein the mind in
it is the only way to begin to open to truth
which will bring experiences that speak to a deeper reality
and put an end to the movement eventually
the other choice is to of course
continue to immerse in mundane mind
and all that comes with that
there is always a choice..

always the self

where have you gone really?

you can never leave here 

in truth

you are always here as the self

no matter the mind play

no matter the action

seated in the lotus position

or working in the world 

the mind can be heart centered

and within grace 

it matters not what the body is doing

the mind is what matters

and can be purified no matter
the action

Light in nature

To live the highest is to be harmonious
and light in nature
to trade in the worldly trappings
in exchange for Godly wear
and walk in this land of shadows
but not at all affected by it

balance

the way of nature is to
be in balance
it is not to be in doubt
and bogged down by thought
as a tigress springs into
action at the sound of
a predator
this beautiful creature leaps
without thought
this is the
way of zen
completely clean of
planned action
just so graceful
and simple
like the way it came in

free will

your drama and story are not heard
in the heart
they are simply empty playings out..
that echo in your ear only
and you listen
but you do not have to
this is the gift of free will

an adventure

if you make the day an adventure into 

greater depths of the soul

then you have spent your time well

no matter what you are doing