no quick fix

here i write with all my love
of what happens when mind is falling away
there are great gaps in thoughts, there is still a flow of mind
when mind is present it is the same as before
within the same heaviness and all consuming
there are times when this suddenly stops
abruptly as a road ends and there is nowhere else to go
nothing heard as thought

there are still dreams vivid and all consuming
there are still some visions
they flow at any time no matter where one is at
sometimes of natural imagery that consumes the form
and mind
one recently, there was a body that was kneeling down
some knobby roots were sticking out of the earth
this form grabbed hold of the roots tightly
then there were shifts that took place in consciousness
openings and light coming forward to begin the journey
within
also, much greenery, growth sprang forward as the spirit
realm became more of a primary focus
and buildings rows and rows of them that were being covered
in water until the building could not be seen any longer
so these visions still flow off and on
however very much more infrequently than before

there are still bodily changes and hardships, sensitivities
there are still the same challenges
the biggest hallmark at this stage, is the intermittent slowing
down of the running river of mind
and spaces of drying up and then running, circling and then
slowing again
this is where it is now

this my friends is a very long journey indeed
it is not like a quick fix that the mind desires
it is ridden with many many many hardships and trials
that one cannot know
for one does not know what lies hidden deep in the unconscious
tendencies of lifetimes that drive one to be attracted to this
and avoid that
and all of the drama games that come to the personality
all of this gets dislodged to be looked at and reviewed and
questioned

one cannot pick out how this journey is to go or pick and
choose what they want to get rid of and what they want to keep
for all of it is exposed and if attached to will create an uneasy vibration
that creates suffering
so if one is sincere about completion, there must be a full knowing that
one will continue to the end no matter what comes

this is the writing that flowed for now

hope all are well and within spirit heart...

om shanti

better ways

the men that speak of worldly things 

say so much that is complicated 

layered with philosophies, opinions, twisted stories 

they speak and speak all the time 

the words are so important always 

like the central thing 

this is kind of sad 

for there is so much more that speaks without 

words 

and you must know friends!

the garden, it speaks of wonders all the time with 

beauty so sweet and delicate 

it falls it's rain of blossoms darling, pink, violet, blue 

gold 

like magic dots of color within a space of emptiness 

it blooms of microcosm and macrocosm as an unfolding 

concert would burst it's music to the audience 

capturing their hearts with enticing sounds 

it reasons with it's sayings of look at me!, how i grow 

so silently without the need of doership, effort or anything 

but grace 

it writes it's passages on the pages of life better than any thesis 

written by professors 

of how it's workings are mysterious, deep, rich, hearty 

and magnificent 

it whispers too with those voices soft, wispy, as the leaves 

rustle with the winds

it lets the pleasures of the senses delight in just being and enjoying 

well i would say, the  garden speaks 

in better ways than those complex speeches of the world

nothing special needed...

spiritual practitioners that took to the deeper meanings and practices 

were set on knowing what is real

they went about doing this with an urgency in their hearts

as if something was hanging on them equal to the feeling 

of life and death 

this is like a weight that hangs on the heart and will not leave  

the soul alone until this quest to know the truth has come to it's conclusion

so the practitioner is taken inward by his strong desire 

to be free

he, if he is deep into the practices does not separate sound from

silence or attempt to sequester himself from the world 

the world is the practice in which he is to stabilize his being 

into whatever experience appears 

without drawing away into a shell of his private world 

or his private space that has been created 

the world is not a place to be resisted, it is a place in which 

all things rise and fall to be seen, heard, felt, tasted, touched 

it is a world that flows as all things flow with beginning, middle and end 

it is the same like this in all places 

so the practitioner need nothing special but his heart open, his mind open 

his life open to this moment that flows the same in all ways 

the practitioner has his connection to his path which carries the energy to 

move him forward, yet he is not dependent or looking for answers there 

he is looking to see what is true and false for himself 

as this is the only thing with lasting value 

the practitioner that secludes himself away is much more vulnerable to 

challenge when it comes up for he has not been assimilated into the regular 

flow of life with it's ups, downs and all the play there 

this is the value of practicing in regular life with no special clothing, ornaments 

outward appearance, language or circumstances 

one is simply moving with the current of circumstances that comes in it's own

time and way and not setting a special place to be within the heart and quietude 

this is the work...

oh men, women

i write today of this freedom 

that sits silent, blessed with light 

how can one get to know it? 

by moving away from the noise that plays 

in the head constantly 

one must do this or there is only a consuming 

of this ego nature always 

without a break 

which takes one one a journey that is based in self/ego-affirmation

it takes one on a journey that leaves no freshness to flow 

into the spirit 

it takes one on a journey that keeps the soul without sustenance 

of light 

it takes one on a journey that forgets what is righteous 

oh soul 

this is the reality 

for without the purity of light, one is confused in thinking 

what is seen (with the physical eye) is the truth 

and feels that there is only this concrete world to hold to 

with all it's ups and downs 

yet this is the illusion that keeps one revolving here 

it is the one that has courage to move away from this drama-mind 

that can begin to see clearly what is true and false (or transient)

if there is no buffer there that one can see, then the soul is taken

unaware and without knowing on this ride of maya 

this is not how most want it, yet feel this is the way it is without question

the one that is courageous will not let this happen so easily and will

continuously draw away from this mind-stuff and rest in the moment 

it matters not the experience that is taking place, this is the work 

no different whether the experience is good, bad or neutral

yet the experience that is pleasurable can be much more difficult to 

draw away from because the soul desires to repeat it

but those difficult ones, oh love, 

those experiences one is not eager at all to repeat

and will do whatever possible to get out of it and never return 

this is the blessing of suffering that comes to those that remain set

on coming out of it at all cost 

for the mind really is a thing that one is attracted to out of being familiar 

like a friend or simply a part of who *i* am or what *i* am composed of 

including this gross body 

this is the thing to be looked at -- God did not tell you this for sure 

so we must look at this fallacy and see that thoughts rise, fall, have breaks

all of it -- look, look..... question without taking any answer to be the truth either

for this will prop one up in another way and another set of belief systems 

will be adopted..