the turn of the season....

see, my friend, my hands do not move so readily when i sit 

to write..

but this matters not for all the words said will not make the 

heart open or bring truth 

for that is between you and God truly

for you must face yourself and see what is there that is 

driving you in circles of mind 

without seeing and letting go of this illusion, it continues 

to grow in different ways and delude the mind

what matters is one continues no matter the coming and going 

and remains steady in the light 

for so much will come forward to be seen of lifetimes of clinging 

and phenomena of all sorts of color and varieties 

and voices too that speak

haunting in their way and soothing too, but this is not it dear souls 

for you (sturdy inside) will not give in to this type of play, but will 

see it for what it is and it will come back again and again

until it rises no more...

what a journey, yes?

but one can only keep putting one foot in front of the other and 

be open to what is taking place in this moment as best possible...

so yes, i have written on so many things and said nothing at all really that 

is new... 

and now there is not a typical flow of writing after writing as grace changes 

the course and things drop in it's time, but i will say as the writing is flowing

this moment that there will come another time for this 

writing to blossom in it's new life... 

and so we wait as the leaves once green (with the coming of this phase)

are now turning to gold, orange and red and will fall away with

the turn of the season...

but that moon is still there, vibrant and glowing.... full....

and so we go on ....

may all be well and all be blessed with spirit-light 

and freedom...

om shanti

like the dawn of morning...

i was not knowing of this time of spirit 

for i was simply living life the way i do 

and it came to me like the dawn of morning 

over the mountains 

in my heart it rose like this and a sea of phenomena

with spirit was born 

the dawning of this spirit life is not anything i knew of 

before 

nor will it come again in the same way and fashion

like a playing out of spirit personalities and forms 

that talked of their lives past and where they are at 

in consciousness 

this time that came is not to be understood by mind 

for i do not understand it either 

but it is to be heard for it's message of heart 

also, it is to be heard for it's message that all is transient 

in nature and will rise to the surface and then 

vanish to be reborn again at another time 

i was simply given this gift of spirit 

for a time this way

my dears, i was simply living life the way i do

and it came to me like the dawn of morning 

over the mountains...

happy 2016

why does Milarepa have his hand to his ear?
because he can hear the whole cosmos
he can hear a pin drop
he can hear the drum beat of life
with that ear
he can hear the heavens open
he can hear the waves rush on
he can hear the sound of one hand clapping
he can hear the man and woman uniting
he can hear the heart that awakens to truth
he can hear what the mind does not know
that all is zero
and all is yet to be discovered
moment by moment

happy 2016

Buddhist Master, Dipa Ma

Dipa Ma struggled greatly in her life as
she was no stranger to sorrows
she lost two children and a husband
and sank deep into herself with these losses
she endured great pain and health problems due to this
after these losses, Dipa Ma began to meditate and found this
alleviated some of her painful feelings
later, she came across an instructor who taught siddhi type
of spiritual practices
during this time, she experienced much
phenomena such as astral travel and communication with
beings in other realms and being able to travel to realms in
her mind
this, though as most that are seeking God purely, did not entrance
her in the least
for she was not dissuaded to leave the search for God due to these
wondrous happenings of which most did not understand when she
spoke of them
but she knew they took place because she experienced them
she kept her heart on the path and continued to look within thru
these passing phases
eventually her mind did wear away and she entered enlightenment
and she spoke words like this, i am a woman that is very ordinary
and suffered greatly with many experiences and even thru this pain,
i have entered great peace beyond words, beyond form, beyond all
understanding or thought ...
she said that if she could enter this space, any soul could
during her life she was a teacher that opened the way for householders
especially women to begin a spiritual practice
she would instruct women that were poor and did not have opportunities
to meditate and set up spiritual practice for them as she was very much
of a one that put out energy that *all* can enter this space of peace
and enlightenment, it mattered not the background, race or gender
this was such a blessing to those that came into her presence as they could
feel the unconditional love she radiated...
towards the end of her life, Dipa Ma lived with her daughter in
a small dwelling in india
when seekers would come to see her in her most ordinary, very
humble space, they would enter and feel her blessing immediately
she would just be near or touch them or sometimes blow her breath
on them and they would enter different realms or deep meditative states
some spoke of her psychic/telepathic powers helping them in various ways and
answering questions for them or settling their mind...
such is the grace of an enlightened being...


this is all that is coming now on Dipa Ma

collections writing...

namaste,

i am categorizing some of the writing in the collections section on the google home page..
currently, there is a saints and masters collections and now i am working on sannyasi life and spiritual ceremonies section, goddess poetry and visions section..
the print is small in the writing, we have not been able to fix that, but the writing can still be read bit by bit for those that are interested...

thank you to the readers for being present here and for all the heart-felt comments...




om shanti

Christmas Spirit

The birth of Christ is the coming of truth

that shines like a beacon

on a dark night 

it is a precious offering to behold

as the showing up of a most glorious 

being in the nature of truth and beauty

that has come to speak of the way back 

to the heart of peace

what Christ spoke of was not to go into 

thoughts about life and philosophies

but to be in the moment 

wiped clean of all imaginings that carry

one elsewhere

his message is one of perfect love

and does not give way to that which 

brings sorrow...

what a joyous occasion that this being

opened the way for those hearts that are

willing and desirous of *seeing* what is true

what a joyous time to be a participant of such grace

and to have the path carved out so well

so as to walk it clear of obstacles 

it is said that Christ was the master of 

beauty --

a beauty that is within and absolutely well -

a beauty that is *living* and never dies

a beauty that no shadow can ever touch

this is what is written in his words that 

spoke so richly of all being

set *right*

when one surrenders fully to grace

and lets go of unproductive ways...

his being is like a king that came 

that was not at all driven or touched

by desires or externals..

he was like a beautiful bird that lights

on the branches for all that came near

he was not lacking in a clear, strong voice

that spoke of misdeeds and misunderstandings

that were not good or well --

this is the compassion and love that is within

a o ne that has stilled the thoughts

and has nothing driving...

only what remains is love and light

and is what is to bring those to 

the heart where there is no more 

suffering --

and no more walking away from the 

light

which is eternal

May all rejoice this Christmas

and be within the heart

in love and gratitude

for what is here 

and for the light 

that shows the way...

Let freedom ring...

Maha Shanti Om

into the unknown, vision this morning..

flowing vision this morning:

what was first seen was a blood red curtain pulled to
one side with an opening into a tunnel/cave type of thing
(the blood red representative of the world with it's suffering
and all that goes on in that mentality)...

then one goes thru the doorway of that and enters into
a tunnel and travels there for awhile, the walls are dark
and earth-like, light breaks thru here and there ...
the image of a large bowl then arises
some hands are seen next that are holding the bowl
a person appears and this person picks up the bowl and
draws it to her mouth..
as this is seen, a nun's habit appears on this person and
in place of the bowl, there is a chalice, then the nun begins
to take holy communion..

there is a girl too that appears, she is dressed in a coat
that has a variety of colors on it....
the coat falls from her form and one can
just see the coat there, mostly red laying on the ground
the colorizations of the world are shed...

as one continues to travel, the edge of a cliff is seen
where some translucent shapes of people manifest
these people begin to climb down the cliff and as they do,
their form gets absorbed into the rocks and becomes the
rocks with rough dark texture ..

traveling farther down, one can see the ocean with frothy
waves
and it is heard, when you enter in there, you don't know,
you don't know anything...
you die to what you thought you were ... you are reborn
into that Pure IS...

what is seen next is an image of an urn sitting on the shore of
the ocean...
the waves come closer and closer to it and pull it into
the churning water...
there are great white frothy waves that are very
active and rushing, washing over that urn again and again
until that individual soul (or urn) is lost to view and is no more..



this is the end of this vision

om shanti