Kiss of Awareness

in winter the earth is dry and all is starkly bare 

as that which lays dormant

awaits the first kiss of the sun

when it comes, this kiss

it awakens the life that has fallen to sleep

for awhile in the depths of the earth

and life is moved to begin to grow

little bits of green poke it's way out of the soil

and miracles occur within and without 

and all around 

for the soul too, this is the way

it sits in slumber

and awaits the first kiss

which is awareness

untouched by any forces

that are of the personal

and with this kiss of awareness

life begins to stir in the soul and something

else begins to move the being 

which is grace

then, the holdings in consciousness
come to the surface to be seen

like bits of flotsam and jetsam on the waters 

of pure life 

and the soul is then made aware of all that has 

been occluding pure vision

this is a good thing to see what is there  

that has been driving one to be in circles 

of worry or defensiveness or comfort 

or what have you

because without first seeing what is there,

there can be no cleansing

and how mother cleanses, does she not?

for she is like a goddess of the heart

in her way, she is like 

the most chaste presence

that comes in and through

and gives one a chance to see
what is true and what is false 

she comes this way to all in every moment 

with a kiss of wake up and see dear one 

for you are my love 

you are my child of the spirit and i know you

as the sun only

i do not know you as a shadow not now, not ever 

you are my child that i have given life to

and  i will take your soul to the place of rest 

when you open your heart to me 

and then i will make you be still

i will not ever leave your heart dear one 

i will not ever be away and forget you

but my child 

you forget me, by going out into the world 

of the false 

and when you are there, you do not know who 

you truly are 

you forget that you are One only

and that God is your very Self

there (in the world), souls speak of this and that 

and me and you 

and you are lost in that 

but know that every breath that comes in your form

is my heart only

and every tear too

and every word that you speak is my creation

but words are not this at all

they are only bits of shakti that rise and fall on this 

heart so pure and so real

so, my child, when you go in the world, can you know 

the one?

if you love me like your very own soul

you can know always this one that is here 

for i love the one that is not afraid of me (Kali)

i love that one with heart and soul and a force of fire 

that can never die 

and i love those that are away in the world too the same,

but they are not really in the way of seeing the real

they are playing in the world as if it is a playground 

for fulfilling their desires 

this is fine and well -- for it will bring life lessons to them

but for those in the way of wanting to be free

these ones i call to me 

come home and love me true

for i know the way and the path is in you to be walked 

stay sturdy and upright in your character 

and do not let worry and fear rule your reality 

then you can settle into this moment 

and feel the wind purely and feel the sun purely

and feel the sweet smile of a friend purely

and feel the heart as the shining one 

come dear child 

and be as you are 

i am your mother always 

and nothing can compare to this type of love 

but do not love me as an object 

for i will melt like wax and die there 

love me as your own soul

and i will burn bright as the brightest star

for you to be guided to the heart 

and i will burn bright as the brightest moon

that cannot be denied in the dark sky

and i will burn like a lantern and a torch and 

fire so strong and so filled with life

that you will not be able to return to the shadowland 

you will be moved to be true and well like you are 

so well and so filled with life and love and compassion

that will tear the walls of ignorance down 

so come now 

be free and do not roam in the land of the lost 

come and be the life that you are 

the life that can never die 

this one that is silent..

has she come to you?
this one that is silent as the green grass
and the open fields and mountains
in their splendor?
silent as the moon
on a dark night that is
so undeniable when simply seen
with eyes that are not clouded over

has she come to you?
where you are seated or walking or
talking or working
or playing?
no matter what you are immersed in
any moment this beauty that is of
her blessing may be born in you..
so do not say that you are different
and cannot know..
because she is your very being
and she cannot be away from you
for even a moment
one will not see though if
chasing after thoughts
and building structures of
me and mine identities
then she will not be known
but she cannot leave you
not even in the most turbulent
moments
for she forever lives
under the dust of mind
as the sighted one
as the clear reality
as the open valley that is empty
filled with life so bright
as the majestic mountain range
and the golden colored sky
she lives as this
as all that is seen and unseen
without being changed
by it

has she come to you?
my friend
she has and is within you now
breathe in this light that is
she will be
she will be what you are
in your finest way
as God
as love and light
as shanti
as sat chit ananda
as one without a second

has she come to you?...

black goddess..

kali,
black goddess
rich with earth of life
as she moves in her way
the mind is freed from shackles
of *me and mine*
the mind is stripped of that which
speaks of other worlds and other times and
haunting memories of the past
and fantasies of the future
her way,
is the way of life
with it's potent sting of *wake up!*
*be still!*
this is the way of the black goddess
feared by many and misunderstood
she is the seer and the seen
and the one that keeps blinders in place
when the mind is externalized into
this and that,
here and there...
me and other...
for her my dear, there is no night
there is no day ---
there is no death
only the timeless now
untouched by change and shadows
which goes unseen by those
entranced with the ephemeral
world
kali
frightening to ego
yet nothing is
different than her...
no matter mind in play or not..
how very deceptive she can be
mother ..
how very clear and beautiful too..
oh mother
how very wealthy within wisdom and spirit
so sturdy, unshaken
mother
still...

Mother love

Mother rains her glory
on the earth
as if she never lived apart
she rides on the winds
and curses the dark beings
she breathes fire from her lungs
and destroys the shadows
she reins in the predators
puts them to rest

She loves the one that
does not run from her
she loves the one that
dances in her
because this is the one
that she can make her own