dear wanderer...

dear wanderer,

tread with an open mind and heart

through the land of the transient..

do not sit by the signposts that are only showing

of a reality much broader than body and mind...

rise in the morning and drink of waters that are pure

in the way of imbibing the teachings -

sit in the day as a one that is detached and a mere observer

of this empty appearance in which the body is no different

do not cling to the past or nourish future imaginings

as a wanderer there is no true home for beingness to lay its head

there is nothing to call your own

and no shade or sunlight that will distract one from the search

to enter into freedom

there is no word or deed however good or bad that will turn one away

from the straight and narrow road of the razors edge...

the hills and valleys of experience are a call for one 

to come deeper ...  

and an opportunity to see that there is nothing real and lasting

in the world of movement and change....

stay in the fires of purification and live freely

without fear of what is to come

or not come...  

as both have no meaning in the present moment...

the journey is so very long friends

and may feel to have no end to it...

but indeed the end is the beginning 

and the last step is the first into eternal light

though it is the longest journey ever of your life --

you will indeed arrive right here 

where you have always been...

and the past identity that appeared to act in the world and 

carry so much of a separateness ridden with sorrow

joy and everything in between 

will vanish away

like it never was....

om shanti

Christ- the example for the mystic path..

When Christ said
i am the way, the truth and the life
this is for seeker to see that his life was to
be an example for what the mystic path symbolizes
Christ came as a light and did not back down
when the naysayers spoke ill of his words or
attempted to thwart his way of being purely present
he walked straight forward into the fires and did
not grasp at anything in the way of seeking shelter
he moved forward thru the most trying circumstances
including the crucifixion that shook him to the bone
so completely so as to make him sweat blood..
this is no joke when this deep fear comes on this way
and to be set upon the cross by those very souls
who many claimed him as truth in the beginning
but turned a blind eye when he was persecuted.
his life exemplifies the spiritual search in which
there arises a point when there is no turning back and
one is compelled to die into the death that brings eternal life...
he rose again in body as a way of showing that he (the truth) was
indeed living and nothing was taken but the suffering..
which does not mean that the behavior of the masses can
be dismissed
it was indeed the irresponsible mind-sets of the masses and
misconstruing of his pure words and presence that sought
out to destroy his light
it was not that he died *for* the impure actions (or sins) of humanity
in a purposeful way
it was the direct outcome of those minds and hearts that harbored
and nourished the dark within their souls (fear, suspicion, greed
and the like...) so much so that these one sought to do away
with his light...
what is to be seen here is that a mentality that seeks to dishonor
the truth will not prevail in any way shape or form
and will not by any means reign in the kingdom of heaven (which is
eternal light)
because spirit cannot be touched ..
not by one single word, thought or deed...
this pure presence remains eternally as it is forever complete
beautiful and free ....
beyond form, time or mind (be it a mind that is holy or ridden with shadow)..
still, it is a sad reality that the presence of those that are to be so
very amazing, filled with grace and precious water of pure life...
are many times so not honored and not taken into the heart
and imbibed with joy..
instead, these beings can be shunned as well as their words twisted
to serve in a selfish way or worse still persecuted
and this light that is so very precious and so able to speak
to the beautiful untouched nature of humanity is destroyed on one level
(as the physical embodiment of this one will not come again in the same way)
however, the truth is ONE and will live eternally and
is to show itself through many forms time and time again...
as a way of shaking up humanity and giving aide to those that
are ripe in hearing of the perfection within all...

May this light be seen by humanity and honored for the beauty it is...
May it shine bright for all who are sincere to bask within it...

maha shanti om

how will you tread?

will you be in this way of yours that comes and goes

for a long time yet

or will you seek out the source of your being

in the heart right now

it is not clear to you as of yet

that you are this light that shines so full

because you grasp at the reflections

and seek to make them real

this is not the way to uncover the perfection of now

so precious lying within and waiting

what then will you take up now

dear one of the heart

the family?, the money?, the plans that 

have been so neatly put in a box?

the possessions that sit and gather dust in 

your room?

what then?

if you are indeed wanting of great peace

why then is it that you continue

to claim the world as your own?
as this is sure to bring great waves
of unrest that do not settle....

it is indeed the mystery of maya

the land and playfield of illusion

that has scattered dust in your eyes

and set you off on a chase

such as this....

when will it be
that you tire of this way

that is to be like a
room of mirrors
and smoke
reflecting no true
substance?...

that which lives as purity has not a 

name or face 

nor does it carry a single drop of 

the personal....

it will not reach out to you except

within your unrest...
so as to say within this transient
place there is no balance
or serenity to be found...
so then my dear

how will you tread from here?

in the shade of *your* wandering alleys?

or in the light of *now* that is to 

bring you away from 

your own destruction...

and uncover great peace eternal
that is unchanging
and sturdy as a mountain range
untouched by the shadow nature
of mind
and forever anchored within
perfection....

how will you tread?

om shanti

advaita not good when watered down...

it seems there is a lot of confusion surrounding advaita

this is why there is so much layering over 

of the pure teachings 

because many that read the advaitic writings or hear satsang

are not in the way of truly hearing what is being said

instead, they listen half way and color over with 

what they *want to hear* 

advaita is the non-dual reality
that is uncovered when

all that is not of pure nature falls

those souls that have entered into it 

can speak directly as to *what it is*

and more importantly *what it is not*

what has flowed out of this direct experience of 

advaita are writings, practices and satsang that speak

to the right way of walking the path
as well as negating what is not at all in alignment with

the non-dual

much trouble comes from twisting the words of  

these pure teachings 

because the light that is offered is obscured 

and what is brought

forward to humanity is a watered down version of the 

original understandings and knowledge

this sets those seekers

that are lacking substantial motivation 

and clear intentions on an even shakier course 

it is very important to listen with an openess to the 

advaitic teachings (leaving your own philosophy
about it by the wayside)
so that this wisdom can enter and truly

begin to work in the right direction

otherwise one is lost yet again on another road that

(though may feel more broad in terms of knowledge)

will only serve in the end to create a different set of bondage

**one that is even more sneaky and very hard to be rid of**

this is called the *spiritual ego*

have seen this many times -

where students come and partake of the teachings 

and then leave as soon as there is an opening 

due to mind latching on and making more 

of the experience than what it is --- 

so this person feels like they finally *have* something

when really they have just traded one set of
conditionings for another ......

which only serves to further delusion....

keep your hand to the plow...

i couldn't find a better
way than this (path)
too many have come and
rode the tides to freedom
but have not stayed
on the right course
so many have fallen back
that is so very
much a shame
i loved those ones as
i do myself and hoped
for them to be true
but they have not found
the right time yet
to come

it is not the right thing
to come and go back
as the shadows try to come
back in so rapidly
i wish i could speak differently
of this
but i know because i have
been there
and sat in the shade of mind
only to be driven so
terribly in thought
that i was about to break
when the dark was so unleashed
that i could not see clear
then a light shone
that was not of the *me*
but it was truth
stepping in as Guru
and this love and compassion
melted the shadow like
a bad dream one
awoke from
and then i was shaken
back to sanity
like a tired near dead
old lady that just drank
an elixir
friends of the heart
and path
i am not lying
i am for sure true in my
writing and would
never lead you astray

be true on your road
and take the one that is fitting
to your heart
do not step on a path
that is the high cliffs
that are meant for the ones
walking the straight line
until you are ready
then keep going
and do not turn around
this is what is written
in the bible
keep your hand to the plow
dear wandering souls
or else the pillar of salt
is the next thing
and my dears no
this is not what you want

i now live as the o ne
so often in heart and mind
steady as the call of
the day in its brightness
i am so happy for those souls
that walk in light
and so wanting those that
are in the world
to lose the hold there
but all in its own time

dear wanderer
be well....

If i could do these things

if i were the air

i would breathe life into the 

dry parts of your garden

that have not been tended to

if i were formless

i would move thru all barriers

shed

light on your false wanderings

and dry your flowing tears

if i were unchanging

i would sit outside your window

like a mountain

in steady beauty as the passing shadows

dance around

and the night sky dissolves
giving way to color and light

if i were a river 

i would wander to your gate 

wash into your door

and bring you to your true mother

the deep mysterious ocean 

if i could fly

i would soar to the heights of space

perch on a branch and sing of the heart

so that you could hear it 

when you sit on the porch in the evening

and have tea

if i were the wind

i would call at your window

my song of emptiness

with a howl and a shake

so that you are startled

and shaken out of your dream

if i were the flowers

i would waft my fragrance near you

when you walk by

sweet and warm in the night air

and for a moment 

you would forget yourself

and sit on the big rock a while

so welcoming

gazing out into the evening sky

if i were the path

i would beckon you

through your experience that brings sorrow

to come to me

and begin 

and be a wanderer

a mystic

in search of truth

so that you could find happiness

and peace everlasting

these are just some of the things i would do

if i could

but i cannot

as i am not the doer

and do not move anything

this is the job of grace

come to know it

dear one

this is where the magic is.....