allah

allah, seated in the heart

as non-dual perfection

living in sinless beauty that shines 

as all

forsaken of the world 

and without impurities 

within timelessness and joy
eternal

allah, measured only by 

love and light 

perfect in silence 

perfect in calm presence 

stainless 

and shed of coverings 

one 

allah, pure spirit

present in equal quantities unto all

not of this world and not 

of a speck of darkness
untainted

as a light unto itself 

mysterious 

allah, messenger of joy

thou comes to the world and 

speaks in silent beauty

to what is real 

and what lies beyond the desiring mind 

as a light full and glorious 

thou comes to the world 

holding up the ones that are sincere 

and holding up the ones that are 

not sincere 

and holding all up as one heart 

holding those that walk in light 

and those that walk in shadow 

holding all up as one heart 

holding those that are as saints 

and those that are as sinners 

holding all up as one heart 

holding the rising of creation and 

holding the decay and death

holding all up as one heart 

holding the majestic moon that 

shines 

and the sun too and the still waters 

and moving tides 

and the creatures that crawl and fly 

and swim and play

and the seasons that change and bring 

such beautiful wonders in their wake

such as the opening of buds and flowering 

of color and life 

and deep mysterious darkness and changing 

shadows and light 

that abound for all to enjoy

holding all up as one heart 

allah, messiah to the soul that sleeps 

and lifter of shadow 

glory is your name 

glory is your beautiful presence 

that lives in all hearts 

breathe this spirit that lives my seekers 

and feel it's perfect breath in 

your breath and feel it's perfect 

heart in your heart 

as one you will be then 

not as two 

for this is not real like a ray extends 

from the source (the sun) 

so your being is not separate 

and manifests from the source 

and is one unto it always 

may this blessing abound in your soul

and may you drink heartily from it's wealth

as a popper that comes to undress his 

rags and throw them in the river 

to find then that he is always as a lord 

of himself 

and not at all wanting or desiring to be 

something better 

how it is found then that all is one heart 

nothing missing ever 

not for an instant 

what a blessing 

allah

freedom incarnate 

om shanti

perfect core

a man came this morning

he was free

he came and sat by the water 

he came and sat still 

where has he come from? 

the non-dual perfection

where has he returned? 

to the beautiful one 

where has he always been?

here ...

whence have you come oh 

seeker? 

whence have you come?

have you not come from the 

same perfection?

I is not your true name 

and you have not ever entered 

the world 

except in your dreams 

you have not entered where the 

pefect core has been soiled 

you have always been still

yet you follow the road of desire?

where has this lead you?

why have you not simply remained 

quiet?

stillness is what is here 

and it is in you 

and it sings of life always 

a true monk

a monastery is not a place
that is like one thinks
it has within it all kinds of levels of
practice and monkhood
that many times is not focused on
non-dual reality
but more like a practice that solidifies
ego sense of *i am this or that*
when a monk is in this type of mental
way, he is more like a tool or instrument
for God
this is fine for what it is --
it is certainly better than being driven
by negative desires and running around
without any beneficial focused center
a monk, though is not meant to be like
one that is caught up in doership
he is to be focused on work in
the flow of life as one
he is to be focused on work as it is,
not separate from his being
he may wear ochre robes or buddhist cloth
or white or black or what have you
but he is not those outer things
not now, not ever
he is a perfect heart that is to be in love
with the SELF which is non-dual
when he first comes to the path
he has a past that is haunting him like
phantoms
dream substance that speaks of his experiences
that have now gone
he is to see that these experiences are not
happening now
they are gone and over
dead, buried and not to return
only he revives them in his mind
they are not real in terms of
being of substance and constant being
so he looks not to the past in the way
of attempting to understand it
but simply pays no attention to the images
and thoughts that rise and fall
his home is in the *now*
it is not the monastery or his past where his
family lives or anywhere else
it is in the *now*...

a monk is not a monk if he is caught up in
his identity with outer appearance and action
he has then simply changed identifications with the world
to something that he feels is more holy
this is not at all correct
no man is holy if he *thinks* he is holy
and no man is free if he *thinks* he is free
he has simply attempted to convince himself of
something
and this is so very false and can be more
harmful than thinking one is simply a persona that
is acting in the world
now, instead one is a persona that is *up high*
this is not at all in line with God and surrender
there is no *up high* or *down low* in truth
truth is and remains always *one*
it is not given more to one and less to another
it is not given out according to actions and appearance
as these things are not real
(in the way of being lasting and eternal)
it is within all hearts equally and does not change
to accomodate ego, not ever ...

a monk is a true monk when he is surrendered
and *living* the scriptures which means
one is *living* the path as it is laid out by Guru
and all that have come to liberation
which means the ego is to *die away* into the fires
of purification
the death that brings *eternal life*
there is no getting out of this or going half way
which is what ego would love and hopes will take
place
it is a true death that burns completely the persona
and all feeling and thought of separative existence
though this is not at all appealing to ego
it is the best thing possible that could happen to a soul
as this one is then out of the realm of
mistaken knowledge which brings in it's wake
suffering

the monk that is *true* is many times not
even noticed
he does not stand out
he does not gush his devotion about this or that
he does not try to gain affections are try to talk wise words
he does not try to be anything at all to anyone
he is simply quiet within and flows along with grace
and the heart that is of all hearts
he is like a sun unto himself
and he shines of his own light in his own being
that is slowly melting away in the light of God

a monk is not a thing to be taken and placed in a box
and when his time of being a monk is done
and the path is complete
what is he then?
simply himself
he is no longer bound by this or that or here or there
or needing of tools any longer
no more of this
he is what he has always been
the SELF

tonite

have you gone to the sea tonite?
if you do
you will see me there
dancing in the water
by the bright wild flowers
as the shadows play about
and the sun sets behind the
sturdy mountain range
i will be the blooming bud
on the lovely tree that spreads
its branches far and wide
i will be the feel of sand under your feet
and the fresh breeze on your skin
i will be found in the stars too
for they sing of life
i will be found in the moon
and changing tides
and all that is sung and unsung
for i have no more home to go to
i have no more place to call my own
i am as the air and the play of life
that goes on
i am not in the mind
i am in this moment
spark of life that is as one
and you are here too
oh my precious seeker
you are this life too
and i know this about you
can you find it?
and then we are as one heart
and this will be known
and this will make the stranger
called pure life be yoked to your soul
it is the same as God
it is the same as perfection

have you danced in the moonlight tonite?
i have
and it is in me now
as i sit by the river silent
it is in me like all things
the sky and the birds and the
clouds
i have sat for many an hour
by this lovely river and felt
it fine in my heart
as the most beautiful thing
and i have felt the morning sun
on my face
and felt it fine in my soul too
for it is like the first day of birth
that is a mystery to all
as it is not understood ever
but as the light dances about
the leaves
and the grass sways in the
wind
it is felt fine
and this is all that can be said
that life is a beautiful thing
when mind is quiet
it plays it's notes
and there is no one there
and there is no more fear
and nothing to be done
but be
how beautiful is this?
my friend
there is nothing better
come be of it
and live

Christmas Spirit...

Namaste,

this is a writing from last year..
may all be well this holiday season

om shanti

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

grace

she is simple and she tends
to the world
with her hand of compassion
and she will wake up the soul in slumber
if he is willing
she will wake him up with a shout
of get up and do not sleep away your life
like a man of ignorance
but be still and do not go back to your
bed of dreams
not tonite
not ever
for you live here always

she is this single hand that
is to give you the way of truth
not anything else
not your thoughts or your parents
or your children
or your efforts
but the grace that lives and breathes of God
oh how she comes to your heart

and brings this message
be as a saint and be as a sage
and be as a single heart
do not feel your world is what is real
but take it to it's end
and see what remains
oh child
how you are what love is
and you do not know it
but you will if you right yourself
with grace
and free your spell of maya
do not let your thoughts be what is the guide
for this will turn you to ash with it's spells
and trickery
oh dear child do not go where mind dwells
be free and be your true self
sing of light
and be focused on God
and be focused on this time now
how it will eventually still your mind
and be the fuel to burn your pain away
and burn away your suffering
then you are not of the world
you are as a light of itself
and this is the end
that is the beginning of life
how it is life as it is
and as it has always been
eternal
never ending
zero

the refuge within

when we stayed in dharmsala
(during our visit to india)
the monks there seemed to be very
caught up in themselves
they did not look up when walking by
or cast a glance at the lepers in the streets
or cast a glance of hello or anything like this
some were in the courtyard debating
and attempting to one up the other
with intellectual challenges
some were simply not open to the flow
of things as they were
monkhood is not meant to be a place
to lock oneself away into
and escape from the world
nor is it to be used to prop oneself up
and feel different and special
the monastery is meant to be a sacred place
to go and find refuge within (the heart)
and go to the holy waters of God
which is one
so many use it as an escape from life and
drama
but when one does this,
then the world still lives behind a locked door
and will crowd in once again when the
soul is challenged ..
this does not mean monasteries are not
challenging, they are in the way of
very disciplined schedules and such
worldly preoccupation is to be left behind,
but one is not to be closed off to the flow of life
one is to be present in all conditions
no matter how hard or easy
it makes no difference...
and it is when the mind is still
within all circumstances
that one is then ripe for liberation



this is the writing of the moment
be open
and live as if this is the monastery
for your journey
this moment

natural state

when there is attachment to the world, body and mind

there is suffering and limitations 

when the mind is cleared of these obstructions 

then only, is there freedom

dwell in the heart

a single thought I

is what brings in it's wake maya

who is the goddess of deception

she plays in this field of egoic graspings 

she comes in and fills the mind with untruth

how she is not to be taken seriously or 

held dearly 

for she will capture the spirit and put it to sleep

with her voice that speaks of the world 

and desires and all of that 

no, friends 

dwell in the heart of all

where God is the king and the mind 

is shed of this force of darkness

bring this egoic playing out to it's end 

bring it to it's destruction in the sea of knowledge 

then what remains is not of this world 

it is of purity and love and heart 

i cannot say it another way

but cast out this force straight away
for there is not a being on this earth that walks 

free if he is bound by ego
drink this nectar as if it is the very last drop

of pure love 

come and seat yourself in the heart 

be sturdy and quiet 

be in the natural state 

which is non-dual perfection 

eternal

one 

peace lives

a single thought covers the one
how quickly the tree of ignorance is born
from this
a single thought called I --
and when this thought fades and is
no longer present to put the shade down
over the eternal
then how love is so very ripe
how it is so perfect
and how peace lives

know yourself

know yourself
and all will be well
and all will be serene
not just a little bit or a passing
experience
but always and forever
know yourself

which road will he take?

namaste,

this writing seemed to be about Nityananda (the avadhuta)
the writing flows spontaneous and cannot verify if all in it
is fact, so have used the word *sage* instead..
may you enjoy this flow of writing
on this beautiful winter day..
om shanti



when he came
the climate of india was not fully
in the grips of kali yuga
the climate was more like an open vessel
where the heart came to pour into
and fill the cup of emptiness
to brim full with shanti

he was a being of powerful
presence (this sage)
he walked into the lands as an offering
to humanity
he walked into the lands as an offering
of sacred beauty to the ones that were
available to his presence
he walked into the lands purified of mind
he was very generous to the poor and worked
to insure souls that ached of hunger were fed
in body and most importantly in spirit
when he was in the towns with the people
he would say, "i am here as *all*, not as body"
"i am here as a living well of compassion"
"i am here as a timeless being"
"i am here as a Christ consciousness"

one day a man came up to him that had wandered
in the forest and was thirsty and homeless
he asked this sage to take his hands and bless him
the sage took his hands and spoke these words
"son, your life is beyond measure and beyond what is
temporal. when you come to this life, you are in goodness and
freedom, but you wander in the forest where the mind lives...
when you wander, you forget the life force ... you forget the
uncreated beauty of life and go where the waters speak of
beauty in thought only... thought is just the surface of beauty
it is not the perfect source that is ...  "

"son, the life that you are given is transient in nature and not yours truly
it comes from the source (mother) and is given as a gift to make you
*see* the world as it is which is a reflection only..
it is given to impress upon your heart that spirit is the one reality
and not the concrete world of names and forms and faces ..
it is given as a gift to call you back home to where shiva is the
reliable, steady presence that is securely seated as
pure consciousness in all hearts

"son, the life you are given has come from the fruits of your actions
which are good and bad and neutral.. when the fruits of your actions
continue to bloom, the body comes and comes again
as a direct outcome of action in the world
seeds of karma *action*,  flower and flower like a garden that erupts
from understanding that comes from mind..
karma blooms like a garden...
so this fruit of karma is eaten and taken to be true --
(but it is only created by mind)
when the mind ceases to play in this realm of *doership*,
there can be no more karma like this that blooms of *action*
grace comes forward to flush this attachment to action away...
this is a most mysterious taking place, but it is the best thing for the soul
as he is then removed from his burden of *doership* and is seated in the heart
and only spontaneous flow remains...
then no further seeds of karma *action* are sown..
and the garden of blooming karma is shorn clean and then the mind is purified
this is what true knowledge is  --- (no-mind)..."

"son, do not put away this seeking of blessing you are desiring, but turn
into yourself and begin in earnest to live awake to life without attachments
i am here as a soul to say, you are perfect and whole
you are complete --- just let go of the wrong understanding that you are
not complete ... this is your undoing ...
but do not go about attempting to convince yourself that you are perfect
just let go of all the baggage and be true in this moment
quiet and joyful"

"son, your sons and daughters are not yours, they are as God made them and they
have their own journey to go through --
do not cling to them, or they will hurt your heart deeply and give you sadness
when they are here to only *be* and are a manifestation of God
they are to be loved, but not attached to
loved and brought up in truth and joy and then let go and allowed to live their own life
do not suffer because of them, but love them well and be not afraid to allow them to roam
and find their own way..."

"son, have you taken the robes of a sannyas? if you have not -- do not worry or have any
sorrow about this as this is only outer trappings -- simply come to the heart and what is needed will
come to you of it's own time... make efforts, but do not cling to the results ..."

"oh son, if you knew how much you are complete and perfect .. you would leave this world
immediately and be still...
oh son, if you knew how perfect and beautiful you are, you would leave this world
like a bird flies to the heavens in joy
oh, son fly now and be still
and do not return to the world that speaks of separate ways..."

and then the sage left and went his way to the roads where he was going ..
he left ...
and the man left too...
where would he go?
to his heart or out into the world?
none know for sure...
it is his life to make and what roads he
takes is up to him...

how sweet is thy fruit

how sweet is the fruit on the vine of knowledge
it tastes of created and uncreated in one
it tastes of stillness and presence
it tastes of life as it truly is
beautiful
full
mysterious
how it tastes of sweet joy
and love everlasting
put your lips to it dear seeker
taste it's fine flavor
it will not leave a residue of suffering
it will bring to your heart true life
which is undying

how you have not understood this treasure
of yours that is there to be tasted
but have turned it away again and again
how you have not felt it's sweet ripe beauty
in your veins and on your breath
if you take it in with quietude
then it sits and lives as truth
and will open up the one to the mind
how it sits ready to be savored
and is not to be as an object to be owned
it is your very soul dear
how can you take that which you already have?
just let the mind sink into it
and do not come back to taste of the world
but sink in
sink in

who is your teacher?

namaste,

this is an older poem..
a good day to be grateful and breathe in the blessings that abound..
may all be well and have a great thanksgiving day..

shanti om

who is your teacher?
and from where does your teacher come?
who is your master?
has he a home in your heart?
does he call you out of yourself to sit in the sun
and be a light unto yourself?
does he wait for you when you have
gone back to the shade to play and be alone in
your private world?
does he continue to be a light for you
even when you have gone away in your mind?
does he make your world lighter and more filled with heart?
does he live the truth and breathe fresh air into your lungs
and breathe fire in your heart?
does he say come, be free and out of this suffering way?
does he show the way out of your locked cell of thought?
does he say, live life! and be a great soul that is to be out of
the world!
does he speak clear words that come from a stilled mind?
does he betray you ever?
does he sting you when you are in pain to say "wake up"
shake off this dull way and come and be yourself for once!
be out of this mind shell! --
come and breathe truth and life and joy and sing of freedom
come and be pure and abiding in grace..
does he raise your spirit out of the dust?
does he give graceful energy to make your day more in harmony
with light and more deepened in the earth of the soul?
does he say, walk upright soul -- be sturdy and in yourself
do not betray your true nature ...
be of open heart within and not hemmed in by thought and judgement..
be still -- be patient -- be as a fearless one ...
does he love you unconditional as a child of the spirit
and a soul that will fly to the mountain where shiva dwells
with his crescent moon on his head
and his spacious being that has nothing in mind ever
untouched by form or pride or confusion?
does he say to not sorrow, but live here now
as this time will not be ever again...
so live it fully as a one that is to make this life a perfect joy
and not come back again to suffer and relearn lessons?
does he tremble at challenge, your teacher?
does he bemoan circumstances, your teacher?
does he shut himself out from life, your teacher?
who is your teacher my heart friend?
is it your world that you play in?
is it your dream that you dance in?
is it your family?
is it your friends?
is it the ache inside?
what is to make you hear and feel what is real and well
in your being?
what is to bring you to the waters of heart and purity and wonder?
who and what?
the world?
or grace?
who is your teacher friend?

always as brahman

when the sadhu comes into the path of knowledge 

he burns to know the lord that is his very own heart 

he burns to know the Christ consciousness that is forever full

and free 

he burns as a light unto himself that is to be his own counsel

which means he does not look to another to bring freedom

but walks forward facing himself 

facing his fears and false perceptions and haunting desires 

that are like a river running always 

so he comes open, the sadhu, to being purified in grace 

as he has found by experience that no road in the world 

has brought his soul rest not even for a moment 

what an auspicious calling to be in the way of seeking this joy

he knows in him that it is grace only that has brought his mind 

to turn towards the light and seek God 

he knows that he is not perfect in himself as a body and mind 

but only God can make him perfect in consciousness and bring 

about stillness to his soul

so he moves forward as a man that does not know anything but this moment 

and forgets his world of sorrow and attachments 

he forgets all that he took to be real before which is like a dream 

when he is initiated by his Guru into sannyas 

then he is to begin to go thru consciousness and his dream states 

and question them and bring the light of wisdom (Guru's grace) with him

but Guru is not a persona that is to be attached to, but the light of the SELF

Guru embodies the light of wisdom that is one and in all hearts 

not as a body and mind as ego understands it 

but much deeper and broader and within the spiritual plane

the sadhu makes his life as a path to knowledge which is tantric in nature 

which means all is seen as the path and as a means to bring the mind to stillness

all is seen as God made manifest and not different than the source 

he makes his life as a path to perfection by looking always inside his own soul

to see what is true and what is false in nature 

he does not bend to ego's whims that judge and burn of relative knowledge 

this is what the man of the world is ingrained in and this is completely opposed 

to God or the source 

it is to be as a shadow and not the light that brings freedom

it is to be like an eclipse over the full and glorious moon

it is to be like a ray in relation to the sun and not what is true 

the sadhu is the man of seeking 

whether he takes initiation or not if he is sincere 

he is a true sincere seeker and is to go forward in beauty and light 

his imperfections which are vasanas ( or tendencies) will wash out in grace 

if he continues and does not turn back

and entertain that which is transient in his soul

he will remain always as brahman

the full and undying source

the peace that passes all understanding 

have you pondered this?

how can thoughts be more important
than from where they spring?
how can writing in books be
of more interest than the emptiness
(which is full) in which they arise?
how can the wave be more important
than the ocean from which it
is made manifest?
oh soul, have you pondered this?
because this is of great concern and
interest to a man that is in pursuit of the self
because he is not to be running after the
waves any longer and making understandings
from the dust of experience
how very not in the way of bringing liberation
is this
as the building of anything will find it's ruin
eventually
and will sink back into the source of all
it will not have any permanent existence
so ponder this dear souls
and forget the movement that brings rise
to differences
forget your little self that has so many competing
desires and transient understandings
and be like the best of all
which is God
unclothed of ego (attachment to body and mind)
unclothed of suffering (attachment to body and mind)
unclothed of anything that is different than the one
open up to life
and be true
be forever unbound
like the ocean full
like the source that is
always one

how he is free

there was a seeker

that knew where he was going 

he was going to the light 

and he walked onward towards his 

destination

he walked onward on feet that were steady

he knew where he was going 

he was going to freedom

when he entered there 

into the pure waters that took away his knowing 

then he began to be still

he did not know anything anymore 

like a new babe 

that found his home in the heart 

like a newborn soul

that now only knows this moment

but is not in anyway lost 

but found 

as now the mind is quiet 

and unburdened by *knowing* 

and attempting to figure out 

that which cannot be understood by mind 

this seeker lost everything to gain all

which is peace 

he is not devoid of intelligence 

but filled with soul fire 

that is the source 

which is complete and in charge of every 

action 

every breath

every moment that is 

how he knows nothing and knows all

the one that is liberated 

how he is complete when quiet 

how he is free 

jai ma

seated in stillness
the man of purity is like
a shadowless moon
on a dark night
he puts light where there was
once suffering
he puts om where there was once
thoughts of this and that
he puts ocean consciousness
where the river of me and mine
once streamed
he puts calm where the turbulence
moved so easily
he puts night against the light
and makes this dream melt
as the sun melts behind the mountains
he is the awakening of the heart of all
how he is not of this world
or anything that is known
how he breathes stilled beauty
and serenity and light so full
how he burns of truth
how he burns of knowledge
how he burns of strength unwavering
in him the many are burned to ash
the seasons are washed away
the various appearances are dissolved
the various understandings are cut
the various shades of mind are lost forever
and the one rises victorious
as jai ma
as jai ma
as jai ma

where the sage dwells

a sage does not sit in the dark

he sits where all is bright in beauty 

he sits serene in quietude 

he sits serene in fullness

he sits as a lamp that never goes out 

he sits still and does not wander 

away from truth

if you can come to where he dwells 

then you will be stripped of your unrest 

you will be stripped of your thoughts 

that drive you to believe there is something other 

if you can come where the sage lives 

you will be what he is 

seated in the Self

is it not a most auspicious moment now 

to come? 

as the door is open to you

your birth is in these waters of clarity

where the soul will be rinsed clean

and you will be free

then you have no death that lays heavy

upon your soul any longer 

as it is simply a creation of mind 

and nothing else 

it is a moving energy that speaks of ending 

and beginning 

beginning is the moment you step away from

your fears and doubts 

and enter into the waters where all is of truth

then you are as a lord of yourself

not pushed about by thought any longer 

not pushed about by your driving desires 

how they sting, do they not?

how they call you to be of another nature 

that is not true and right 

oh soul,

come to these precious waters of all

and be like your self 

made of such wonder and mysterious life 

that is not bound 

step in and be 

there will not be a hand that reaches out to you 

and gently takes you in 

and gently washes your tears away

as your tears are only made of dreams that are not 

to stay 

the only way is to move forward 

even within your fear and doubt

breathe and rest in the steady light 

it is the only way

there will be a shake up of your world for sure 

but do not be afraid of this 

for it is a good thing to be shaken clean of your 

attachment to body and mind 

it is such a good thing 

to be shaken clean of your wrong knowledge 

you do not know anything about life truly 

until you die to this beauty 

you know nothing now and nothing at the end 

this is true 

and this unknowing is true knowledge 

which is God 

which is true peace 

come forward now 

and come and come 

until no more mind remains to mask

your true nature 

come forward

always awake

what has brought the mind to burden
the soul?
it is that one believes in it
and feels it is what will awaken to the truth
it will not awaken to the truth
when this movement dies
then that which is always awake
is made manifest
but has this beauty that lives gone
anywhere?
no
as life could not be
without it

full

all that is like a dream will end
it will end
as there is only grace that is
even in the darkest times
grace shines full
not ever leaving
purifying in it's fresh water
as the sea calm
unchanging

love the moment

love not the dying appearance 

instead love the moment 

it has no experience in it 

that is to burden you as it wants 

nothing at all 

not even your liberation 

it needs nothing at all

not even your desire or efforts

if you love the moment 

then your mind is not so intrusive 

as it takes a back seat 

and is not the driver any longer 

spirit only

the chakras are not important 

they are only channels of energy 

they are connected with the body 

but the body is not important 

only that it is here and is not to be 

what brings one to liberation 

the legs will not bring one there 

the arms will not bring it to you

the lips will not take it in

so what gives liberation?

grace of God 

grace 

clear water

the water that is running colored with 

appearances 

is cleaned out when kundalini is activated 

the clear water (kundalini) is poured over the colorizations 

and eventually the water runs clear 

simply pure presence

many have come to the way
but so many have not finished the path
it is not easy to walk the journey of truth
it is not easy to put the mind to rest
and live the freedom of all
it is like a fire that burns to the core
the familiar world that one so safely guards
it is like a fire that burns the me and mine
to ash
it is like a fire that sets all that is known to
be destroyed
it is like a fire that takes what was felt to be true
away
and leaves what is real to be
it is like a fire that sets the ship of the body
(attachments)
to sink in the waters
where all is as one full being
it is like a fire that makes the personal
a flimsy cover
and then pulls that away too
and what remains is no more seeker
only spontaneous flow of the moment
it is like a fire that comes of desire to be free
and is tended by sadhana (spiritual practice)
and is tended to by the open heart that only knows
God
it is like a fire that is aimed at only that which is unreal
because it cannot burn what is real
what is true and permanent cannot be destroyed
not by any hand, sword or tongue
there is nothing else that remains but *is*
a full, completeness
not any one can know it as a person
but can only know it as a no-thing
which means one is no longer identified with
the untruth of body and mind
but is quietened and only knows the one
the other is like it never happened
who did it happen to?
only the dream speaks of happenings that came to
a me persona
only the dream speaks of this and that and differentiation
only the dream speaks of variety
what is seen as variety is only the same essence
like a filtered light that comes from the same essence
or source
this does not mean you are not here or have an existence
you do indeed
but not like you think
like a concrete presence that is non-dual
and is not this or that
or here or there
you are simply pure presence
and have always been

skillful means

men of shadow are like kings

that are not to savor the sweets that life
has in store

they live unaware of the riches in the soul

as a king inside, yet like a popper in spirit
as the appearance is what is taken to be true 

not the undying invisible source 

they come unaware of the perfection that is 

in all hearts 

in this life of a one in shadow 

what is forgotten is the source from which 

all springs 

this source has not a single drop of suffering 

or longing or personhood in it 

it is as a source of full, still beauty

when a man gives his body and mind to 

God or the source 

he then is stripped of his suffering mind 

and identity with that which is not real

he is purified in God 

and does not go back to the world 

(if he is true) 

he resides in the heart 

where all is quietened

that spoke of a dream and shadow

which is changing always 

he does not go back to the world of sorrow 

where men look to be in pleasure 

and fulfill desires one after the other

with no end in sight 

there is no end to the dream in the way that it is 

not with a beginning 

it is superimposed on the source of all

it is superimposed 

like a shadow is superimposed on the still waters

that are peaceful and tranquil and full

it is superimposed by the mind that moves 

how it comes into being is not understood 

but how it ends is by living an ethical,

honest and true existence first and foremost 

and then questioning the mind with relentless, 

sincere efforts to breakthrough the thoughts that haunt the being 

and also having a sincere and true mentor to show the way

this mentor may likely not meet the standards of the Guru

that ego is looking for

but what matters is that this mentor is skillful in breaking down

the mental chatter and obstructions of mind 

not that the Guru comes in a shiny package that ego is wanting 

it matters not if  this Guru looks attractive or ugly 

or wears regular attire or dresses outrageous

or enjoys great luxuries or  enjoys company of this or that person

or enjoys being this way or that 

it matters only the skillful means of breaking down ego 

and not the external playing out 

does this Guru aide in quieting ego or not?

this is the question only and nothing else 

the judgements are to be put aside and the wondering 

and doubting and all the rest...

this is to be put aside and the clear path carved out is to be walked 

(if the sadhaka is sincere in heart) 

not one single moment is to be wasted on doubts and judgements 

but looking within, questioning, living righteously and savoring 

the blessings that have come 

this is all for now 

may all be well and be in quietude and easy flow of the moment ...

om shanti

primal mind

many of the living lights had no path to follow
they came as an original force
to put the shadow to rest
not one of these souls
that were to shake the tree of ignorance
and wake up dead energies
were timid in their presence
most were like fires that burn of intense
love and compassion
that is not understood by mind
as Kabir came and spoke strong
words that sent many running
from him
or slandering him
but this did not stop his voice
that rang of truth and light
and spoke of freedom in all

the ones that are in truth
are not like the ones that play about
in the land of shadow
they are like forces to be reckoned
with
they are like kali personified in body
they are like the fragrance to the flower
but this is not always sweet to mind
it is sweet in it's final end
which is liberation
where the mind has no more room
to roam
and make a world up that speaks of other
what the living lights know and live
is there is only one always
though there is a playing out on the surface
called shakti
which brings an appearance of sorts
it is not real
like a reflection or an echo is not real
it is simply an appearance that is not different
than the non dual is
in primal mind
there is only one always
this is what the living ones embody
not anything that is different than anything else
but only one

have you seen me?

why have you not come?

the sea is still,
in it's wondrous presence 

as a light of itself

friend,

why are you out in separation?

i saw you standing in the lane 

where me and mine dwell

i saw you there 

and called you to 

come hither

have you seen me?

i am what dwells in the cave

of shiva's heart 

where life blooms of such

rich abundance 

i am the one that has not been away

from your heart 

dear,

lonely is the place where mind lives 

it is like a shell truly

that does not know love 

it is as an empty appearance in the still

beautiful one 

i know this well

as life lives in me 

but i am not as you think

like a mind and body

but a single presence 

living here 

like a single heart of love 

for in me the life of all is 

and you are here always 

be this way dear 

be as one

as a jewel

he said, to come forward 

in him the mind is quiet 

and breathes love and full life 

come unto the knowledge of all

as a one that does not look to 

the world to give 

but is open in heart and love 

come unto the river where God sings 

of great wonders 

that drown the sorrow in the ocean of mercy

a sadhu, is born from the aches of his heart 

where he comes unto the path of knowledge 

and walks into the fires of all

in there he seats himself still and open

in mind 

to be burned to ash with the glow of God's power

and love 

he sits himself still and beautiful as a spark of life 

that will be put to the fire

and come into the best of all

which is life pure 

then he is a light for humanity in it's darkness

he glows 

as the risen moon

it now is so much of a sight to see for all

as it is what the universe is 

empty full being 

that lives 

that lives 

that is 

if you are to come in

leave the suffering body at the gates 

and the suffering thoughts too

leave them at the gate 

and enter in there 

where God's face will be seen

which is the pristine non-dual one 

it is the pristine light of all

nothing is missing there 

but the suffering 

nothing is ever missing there 

it is like a jewel that shines 

complete

never needing to be cleaned

or attended to 

it needs no *doing*

how it lives by itself as a jewel

how it lives 

Ramakrishna (sage of divine love)

there was once a sage named Ramakrishna
he was a man that was deeply devoted to
the black mother, Kali
he was so in love with this goddess that
he sometimes even dressed like her
this was not anything strange truly
for he was so identified with the godly element
of the mother
that he took on her essence in a way
that was not like a man in ego
but more as a man that lost himself
in divine love
with this beautiful force of mother
Ramakrishna was deeply absorbed in shanti
much of the time
he would sit with his mind lit up with God
he would sit with rapture and
many times be seen very
absorbed in samadhi or sunk in bliss and
ecstasy of love of the divine
he was like a sponge that soaked up the
love of God
he did not have an ego defense that said
no, i cannot be this way or behave this way
he simply was in play of the one
what he came to teach was that all is one and not
to be afraid of simply living and enjoying the play
of leela or the divine
to be seated in the soul of God
and bloom like a flower from this sweet earth of God
that comes from God, has it's stay in God
and then returns there
never is one ever away from God or this one source
Ramakrishna was a man of suffering as he underwent much
bodily pain in his form
but he said, that though his body suffered, his mind would be
sunk in bliss of the absolute
he was in love with being *in love* in a way
as he wanted to keep the play of mother in his heart
and dance with her forever in love
and so he said, he was to *taste* the sugar  which means
he preferred to *dance with*
he chose this type of consciousness
to him it was most beautiful and precious
and sang of mother pure
he came this sage, Ramakrishna in form and in truth
he was a kind soul and sat easily amongst men of seeking
and spoke of love and light in rich poetic type words
where he brought many to be quiet and filled with love
he loved a woman that he lived with, but they were as partners
of creation that were not separate in their way
both were of the bhakti mentality which is the path of devotion
of the highest
Ramakrishna was a gift to humanity with his single pointed devotion
he loved so complete that he lost his personal identity there
he was not to be taking up with ego's ways
that brought men to be feeling different and special
he was not special
but gave his identity to mother
where she became the doer and the singer thru his form
that sat as the play of God
this is the well of wisdom that is here now as always

how can this be?

has kali any more cutting to do?

hmmmm

and where is it that there is 

untruth?

can you see it in the mind?

or see it outside of you?

this is an interesting trick

is it not?

that mind tells of all these things 

when it cannot be shown

anywhere

not here or there 

not forward or back 

not in front or behind 

not above or below 

not inside or out 

there is mind to be seen 

oh for heavens sake this is 

kind of a strange fix 

for if mind could be seen

as some-thing then well maybe 

one could say yes,

there is such a thing as mind 

and such a thing as me and you

but it cannot be shown 

so, are you dancing in it 

somewhere lost?

how can this be when you are 

not ever away from this present moment?

how can this be?

what makes a sage to be a sage?

it is not that he looks different 

or acts different 

or walks different 

or talks different 

he has a form 

he has a personality 

he has all that any soul has 

and yet he is free

how can this be?

because he is simply in quietude 

there is no longer an active 

ego in him

nothing else is different about him

so what is this ego?

it is an attachment to body/mind

which is composed of the "i" thought 

which comes from where?

from where does this "i" thought arise?

it arises from nothing 

but this cannot be understood by intellect 

it can only be cognized directly

in stillness

it can only be cognized after much 

sadhana (lifetimes) 

but the funny thing is that one has never 

gone anywhere 

through it all 

one is and has always been free 

it is just this ego that is the covering 

which is made only of energies 

that put together something of a persona

but again, this is only thoughts 

that will be lost in the absolute 

if one perseveres 

and does not lose sight of the heart 

it shines as life...

fill your cup friend
the water is running and running
overflowing with life so rich
metta is it's nature
and so is shanti
press your lips against the cup
of wisdom
and hold not back yourself
from it's sweet nectar
stop dancing with maya
in that dream you will be
shifting constantly on your feet
and not able to be quiet
and simply be
metta is falling like rain
turn your face upward and see
the light
and breathe in the present
forever you are in truth
dance no more
with her illusion
that comes and goes
like heat to the mind
that takes it in
but knows not the best for it
a child knows this truth
naturally he is playful and free
yet is not aware of the one
a sage knows without a doubt
his true self
he journeyed thru the hard road
that brought him to be as God
you, my friend will journey too
but where are you journeying
this evening?
are you walking away into the world?
or are you present and sitting quiet?
and breathing life complete?
this is the best of the best
and will bring settled life
to your heart
metta flows now in all that is
it shines as light
metta shines as life

like buddha

seeker,
live fully
before the mind
took you away into
the river of thought
before the mind put
it's spell of created
appearance on you
live fully
as you strive for
liberation
be most attentive to
your soul
and do not be
indulging half truths
and memories of
what is now gone
be settled in life
as a buddha
be settled like a
seeker that knows
there is only grace
and grace will be
what gives and takes
and grace will be
what brings the soul
to paradise
when the time comes
do not worry souls
be settled in yourself
like buddha

feet of the masters

put your life into the search
press your head against the
feet of the masters
as the sannyasi that has cast
his burden off
to be like the foreigner
which means he is no longer
connected to his homeland
he is single in his search
as a sun that shines in the
cloudless sky
alone and in full light

measure your days by
what you let go of
and not by what you
gain
then you will be content
with very little
and not seeking more of
this or that
as a man does not come into
life with things
he does not know about
objects
but only feels love and goodness
that warms him
and pleases him well
and where does this goodness
come?
from God alone
and nowhere else
see, this is the most important
to be of goodwill and service
to God
and then forget all about
everything but his perfection
in which the heart opens
into and fills up with
yeah friend,
put your life into the search
and forget your little self
be still

life breathes...

she said,
the mind is like a wave that goes outward and attaches
to objects
but objects are not made of anything but consciousness
so why to attach to them
and make them into something they are not?
such as the body
why is it attached to any more than any other object?
why to confine oneself to this alone
at the exclusion of all else?
it is simply thoughts that attach to the body
it is not anything else
and thoughts are impermanent and shaky
they are not what remains as constant
they have no knowledge of anything
but are simply a playing out of shakti

she said,
the body is like anything else material
which is not within pure intelligence
it moves according to energies of mind
which come from nowhere and go nowhere
it moves in accordance with intentions
which again are only energies
the mind does not have power unless
the soul is identified with it
and gives it attention and focus
then it becomes alive and moves
in accordance
with the mind-set of the individual
the mind is like a race horse
that is running at full speed
to stop it is not easy in the least
but the brakes can be put on it
with imbibing in practices infused
with pure consciousness that comes
directly from Guru/Master/Sage
this, as well as a strong
desire for liberation
all of this will work within to destroy
the delusive energies of maya which have
captured the soul
and made the soul believe in something that
is entirely false and
imaginary
the soul, when taking in the love and light
of the Guru that gives grace of practices
and mantras and transmission
falls into a steadier way of being
grounded in the moment
and taking in life with a different mind
and heart
one that is more open, attentive and awake
but yet the mind will continue until
the breaking point comes
and all is washed away into the ocean
of reality
then that which has always been is
revealed as one

she said,
the Guru is the most highest blessing
of this lifetime
there is not anything other that will
break the spell of maya
the Guru is inside also, but is not
to be what the sadhaka is to rely on
for if mind is running, there can be
delusion and deceptive understanding
that is not to be trusted
so the outer Guru comes to show the way
inward to the heart
where life breathes as the source of all

this is the writing that has flowed this evening..
the first part of the writing seems similar
to the tripura rahasya
the rest just flows freely and spontaneously ....

om shanti

under the dust of mind

who can see?
a man chasing thoughts?
a forgotten heart that sits
under the dust of mind?
a shaded passage way leading
to nowhere but more
empty dreams?
a prince on his throne of
possessions?
a man that is tossed about
in the world of joy and sorrow?
who can see?
a prisoner in his cell is free
if he is within stillness and beauty
a homeless man is completely content
if he sees no other
a merchant that sells his goods
is free if he sees all as God
a man is free when he is not
identified with his form
and mind
life is free
no matter the mind play
no matter the movement
it lives forever
in peace and stillness

scythe of knowledge

kali is not having any mind

to her, 

the *one* is what is true 

and when the mental waters 

are not still

she will be what haunts you 

with a sting 

she will be what calls to you

in your dreams that are 

made only of emptiness

she will put more 

(delusion) out there
or cut the imaginary ego

to bits with her scythe of knowledge
(if the heart is surrendered)
then she will live

in quietude (like she always does)

as the 

gem of greatest worth

when she is like this in your soul

there is no more suffering

there is nothing more to do or say

or know 

for the one has risen strong and enduring 

like the mantra that has dissolved into 

the source 

or the ray that drowns in the sun

or the wave that dies in the ocean

then there is strength in being 

then there is strength in light 

then there is strength in grace 

there is nothing that can shake this kind of peace 

that burns of it's own source 

as a fire that needs no fuel 

burning

burning 

in pure consciousness 

calm waters

as the ocean rises in the mind 

the created is born to be seen 

and when the ocean dies down 

the uncreated is known as one heart 

this is what the scriptures speak of 

and the sages sing of 

it is known in the stillness of the soul

where there is nothing that has ever 

existed but one 

by this light there is no more understanding 

of this and that 

there is simply the direct cognition of all

which is the perfect heart of God 

not in this world is there this truth 

it is found in the still waters 

of the source 

that shines in splendor 

in fullness and glory

cave of the soul

a man that is full in love
makes his world turn to ashes
as a soul that has no home
or no possessions inside
he walks into the fires with an open heart
and moves into the cave of the soul
where all that he once took to be real
fades as the sunset fades behind the mountains
here is where he resides
whether in mental waves or without
he sits inside the cave of himself
and watches the movement
as if from a distance with objectivity
as a disinterested onlooker
a man sits in his heart like this
he moves in the world in the heart of himself
he moves in the shadows in the heart of himself
he moves in the coming and going in the heart of himself
he moves in the falling away and the rising tides
in the heart of himself
he moves with his Guru in heart in the heart of himself
he places his mind in the ganges
to be rinsed away
(but this is the love and light within)
where there are no borders that define
no calling thoughts that color over the perfect light
that make one to see the world in separation
a man is like a light when he frees his soul
to this beauty
and then he is what he has always been
what he is prior to the story of mind
before the conditionings came into play
that made the world look to be something it was not
something of the personal
how very funny this is
to believe the world has anything to do with a me
it is just an empty appearance that rises
and falls in quiet beauty that is non-dual
it plays as God and in God and of God
not anything else ...

the burning glow of atman

a seeker that is serious
about entering liberation
is not afraid of living in the heart
because he is to be as shiva
he is to be seated in truth
as one heart
as one soul
as one God
as one essence that lives eternal
putting out his thoughts
and allowing kali to burn the fires
of purity
and destroy his false notions of himself
as being a body and mind
he flows in right understanding
of what is true and what is false
he loses his soul that is personal
and by this losing
gains rich wisdom of the non-dual
consciousness
he gains this by giving up his
thoughts that he has brought on himself
by believing he is a body
which is simply a house or a vehicle
of experience for the soul
but is not in any way at all his true self
it is like a mirror that reflects the source
but is not the source itself
it is as an empty appearance
that does not have in it true knowledge
but has in it blood, flesh, bones, pus
and odours which are extremely foul
and offensive
this is not the atman
it is the decay or the corpse
it is unconscious of the lord that is like
the most high and the most glorious
of all
in this world and the next
in all of the worlds
in all of the lands and the realities
in all of the heavens and the hells
this lord shines in splendor as the
living one
it has not a name or a face to be seen on it
it has not a frame to hold it in
it has not a foundation for it to rest on
it has not a world for it to come and go within
it has not a story to be put on it
it has not a land to live and die in
as it does not know any story
it does not know any me and you
it does not know the mind with it's ways
that are so very calculated and forgetting
of the heart of all
it cannot be seen by the eyes
it cannot be heard by the ears
it cannot be brought to the lips or
felt by the hands
or gathered in by the soul
for if you try to bring it to you
there will be nothing but more of what you are
trying to seek
which is mental in nature
if you attempt to create this lord of all
it will allude you greatly as mist on the ocean
it will fall from your hands that are grasping
but this does not mean that this joy
that is God
dies
it is here forever in the heart
as the one life force
and will be known
only when the soul is in quietude
and not chasing after thoughts
and not attempting to be a certain way
as in attempting to
be *like* a man of God
how very unreal this is
as a *true* man of God is not
what you think
he is a man of truth
which means he *is* love and light
and nothing else
not a body or a mind
he is a zero
and cannot be defined in any way
shape or form
this is what he is
when the mind is destroyed
like the stick that stirs the fire
then what remains is only the burning glow
of atman
it does not need to be fueled
it is it's own source
that is in all beings equally and fully
and in all things equally and fully
and in all that is here or there equally and fully
and in all that is seen and unseen equally and fully

this is the writing of this evening
may it sink in deep
and find you in good health and spirit
that is not to take away anything from it
but just to let it resonate in your heart
and fall into the cave of light
where all is simply as it is
and not made into a thought
or made into a structure of mind
may it sink in
and be as it is
simply a passing vibration
that is here now
and gone
and then
what remains is just this moment
without anything else layered on it
what remains is just rich peace
not anything else
just now

om shanti