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The Song Of The Free
The wounded snake its hood unfurls,
The flame stirred up doth blaze,
The desert air resounds the calls
Of heart-struck lion's rage.
The
cloud puts forth it deluge strength
When lightning cleaves its breast,
When the soul is stirred to its in most
depth
Great ones unfold their best.
Let
eyes grow dim and heart grow faint,
And friendship fail and love betray,
Let Fate its hundred horrors send,
And clotted darkness block the way.
All
nature wear one angry frown,
To crush you out - still know, my soul,
You are Divine. March on and on,
Nor right nor left but to the goal.
Nor
angel I, nor man, nor brute,
Nor body, mind, nor he nor she,
The books do stop in wonder mute
To tell my nature; I am He.
Before
the sun, the moon, the earth,
Before the stars or comets free,
Before e'en time has had its birth,
I was, I am, and I will be.
The
beauteous earth, the glorious sun,
The calm sweet moon, the spangled sky,
Causation's law do make them run;
They live in bonds, in bonds they die.
And
mind its mantle dreamy net
Cast o'er them all and holds them fast.
In warp and woof of thought are set,
Earth, hells, and heavens, or worst or best.
Know
these are but the outer crust -
All space and time, all effect, cause.
I am beyond all sense, all thoughts,
The witness of the universe.
Not
two nor many, 'tis but one,
And thus in me all me's I have;
I cannot hate, I cannot shun
Myself from me, I can but love.
From
dreams awake, from bonds be free,
Be not afraid. This mystery,
My shadow, cannot frighten me,
Know once for all that I am He.
What is the spiritual life?
The paramount question is, "What is the spiritual life?" The spiritual life is something that is natural and normal. It is always natural and it is always normal, unlike other things that we come across in our day-to-day multifarious activities. The spiritual life is normal and natural precisely because it knows its Source. Its Source is God the infinite Light and God the eternal Truth.
When we follow the spiritual life, we come to feel that a life of peace need not always remain a far cry. We come to feel that a life of love, the love that expands, need not always remain a far cry. Everything that fulfils us divinely and supremely, we can achieve and claim as our very own if we follow the spiritual life. Right now Peace, Light and Bliss in abundant measure we do not have at our disposal. But when we practise spirituality, when our inner cry, which we call aspiration, climbs up high, higher, highest, at that time Peace, Light and Bliss we get not only in abundant measure but in infinite measure. And we can achieve and treasure these divine qualities in the inmost recesses of our hearts. When we practise the spiritual life soulfully, devotedly and unconditionally, we try to bring to the fore the divinity that we all have. And this divinity is nothing short of our perfection.
Here we are all seekers. Each seeker represents the ideal and the real. The ideal is self-transcendence and the real is God's all-pervading Consciousness.
If we want to grow into the real and the ideal in us, we have to clean our mind thoroughly of the undivine thoughts that are constantly assailing us. And we have to empty our heart and fill it with infinite Light and Delight. Then God the Real and God the Ideal will be able to sing and dance in our aspiring being.
Here we are all seekers. We are all chosen instruments of the Supreme, our Beloved Supreme, the Eternal Pilot. We can prove this soulful statement of ours, not by words but by deeds, by our serving love and loving service.
Loving service. Our loving service can prove to the world at large that we are the chosen instruments of the Supreme, for the Supreme. When we love the Supreme soulfully, devotedly and unconditionally in our aspiring mind, we heighten our God-Height; and when we serve the Supreme soulfully, devotedly and unconditionally in our aspiring mind, we deepen our God-Depth.
Since we are the chosen instruments of the Supreme, our immediate necessity is God-realisation and our absolute duty is God-manifestation. In the fulfilment of our immediate necessity, we can become the torch-bearers of infinite Truth and the harbingers of God-Vision within us and without. In the fulfilment of our absolute duty, we discover that we are God-seeds and God-fruits. Let us offer our God-seed to the Supreme; let us place it at His Feet, so it may grow into a divine tree that can lift humanity to the highest transcendental Height. Let us also offer to the Supreme our God-fruit. Let us place our God-fruit at His Feet for His Manifestation, His total and complete Manifestation here on earth.
~Sri Chinmoy
YOUR JOURNEY
There is a journey awaiting you
It comes in truth and promise
When you reach the point of not knowing who you are or where to go
This most precious but often painful passage is the journey of yourself
You will travel to places never before visited,
Where you meet unspoken fears and unearth buried truths
You will climb high and perilous mountains...those that rise up from inside yourself
You will explore forgotten waters held deep in the sea of your soul
You will be stranded in the wilderness and find a way through pathless land
You will be lost before you are found...You will be empty before you are full
You will cry the deep sobs of the earth and tears of rain will cleanse the house around your heart
In time...because life, like birth and death, knows its own time
Your fears and struggles and unknowing will be transformed
You will become a mountain place where eagles soar
You will become a reflecting pool which sees and knows the mysteries of your life
Your heart will be light like a butterfly as you follow the currents of its true desires
The flight of the honeybee will be yours as you seek the nectar of what brings sweetens to your daily life
Most of all you will become who you truly are
Your life will hold truth and promise and meaning
And the heart of the heavens will hold your heart.
by Susan Squellati Florence
God speaks to each of us
God speaks to each of us before we are,
Before he's formed us then, in cloudy
speech,
But only then, he speaks these words to each
And silently walks with us from the dark:
Driven by your senses, dare
To the edge of longing. Grow
Like a fire's shadow casting glare
Behind assembled things, so you can spread
Their shapes on me as clothes.
Don't leave me bare.
Let it all happen to you: beauty and dread.
Simply go no feeling is too much
And only this way can we stay in touch.
Near here is the land
That they call Life.
You'll know when you arrive
By how real it is.
Give me your hand.
Rainer Maria Rilke
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"My poet-child, I want you to sing with Me: By: Sri Chinmoy |
There is a point where in the mystery of
existence
contradictions
meet;
where
movement
is not
all
movement
and
stillness
is not
all
stillness;
where
the idea
and the
form,
the
within
and the
without,
are
united;
where
infinite
becomes
finite,
yet not
losing
its
infinity.
Look To this Day
Look to this day:
For it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence.
The bliss of growth,
The glory of action,
The splendour of achievement
Are but experiences of time.
For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow is only a vision;
And today well-lived, makes
Yesterday a dream of happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well therefore to this day;
Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn!
Friendship
I think a while of Love, and
while I think,
I only know it is, not how
or why,
I fain would ask my friend
how it can be,
For if the truth were known,
Love cannot speak,
A man may love the truth and
practise it,
But only when these three
together meet,
When under kindred shape,
like loves and hates
And each may other help, and
service do,
In such case only doth man
fully prove |
Tears of Joy
When I behold Thy
peerless face.
Beaming with love, O
Lord.
What fear have I of
earthly woe
Or of the frown of
sorrow?
As the first ray of
the dawning sun
dispels the dark.
So too, Lord, when
Thy blessed light
Bursts forth within
the heart.
It scatters all our
grief and pain with
sweetest balm.
When on Thy love and
grace I ponder,
In my heart’s
deepest depths.
Tears of joy stream
down my cheeks
beyond restraining.
Hail, Gracious Lord!
Hail.
Gracious One! I
shall proclaim Thy
love.
May my life-breath
depart from me as
I perform Thy works.
Anonymous
The Truth
The Truth is
stirless
Other force may be
presumed to move
This then is best
for confidence
When oldest Cedars
swerve
And Oaks untwist
their fists
And Mountains feeble
lean
How excellent a
Body, that
Stands without a
Bone
How vigorous a Force
That holds without a
Prop
Truth stays Herself
and every man
That trusts Her
boldly up
Faith and Doubt
|
O what is faith and
what is doubt?
Faith is life-sun beyond the grave. Doubt is the battle lost, within, without. A doubter cries: "Me, none can save." Sri Chinmoy |
Freedom
"We fight for the outer freedom.
We cry for the inner freedom.
With the outer freedom, we see and rule the four corners
of the globe.
With the inner freedom, we see the Soul and become the
Goal of the entire universe."
Unity
We try to realise the essential unity of the world
with the conscious soul of man;
we learn to perceive the unity held together
by the one Eternal Spirit, whose power creates the
earth,
the sky, and the stars,
and at the same time irradiates our minds with
the light of a consciousness
that moves and exits in unbroken continuity with the
outer world.
Tagore
The Self Is Known To Everyone
The Self is known to every one but not clearly.
You always exist.
The Be-ing is the Self. ‘I am’ is the name of God.
Of all definitions of God,
none is indeed so well put as the Biblical statement
‘I AM THAT I AM’ in Exodus (Chap.3).
There are other statements,
such as Brahmaivaham, Aham Brahmasmi and Soham.
But none is so direct as the name JEHOVAH = I AM.
The Absolute Being is what is—It is the Self.
It is God. Knowing the Self, God is known.
In fact God is none other than the Self
Ramana Maharshi
ONE year among the angels, beloved, thou hast been;
One year has heaven's white portal shut back the sound of sin:
And yet no voice, no whisper, comes floating down from thee,
To tell us what glad wonder a year of heaven may be.
Our hearts before it listen, the beautiful closed gate:
The silence yearns around us; we listen and we wait.
It is thy heavenly birthday, on earth thy lilies bloom;
In thine immortal garland canst find for these no room?
Thou lovedst all things lovely when walking with us here;
Now, from the heights of heaven, seems earth no longer dear?
We cannot paint thee moving in white-robed state afar,
Nor dream our flower of comfort a cool and distant star.
Heaven is but life made richer: therein can be no loss:
To meet our love and longing thou hast no gulf to cross;
No adamant between us uprears its rocky screen;
A veil before us only; -- thou in the light serene.
That veil 'twixt earth and heaven a breath might waft aside;
We breathe one air, beloved, we follow one dear Guide:
Passed in to open vision, out of our mists and rain,
Thou seest how sorrow blossoms; how peace is won from pain.
And half we feel thee leaning from thy deep calm of bliss,
To say of earth, "Beloved, how beautiful it is
The lilies in this splendor, -- the green leaves in this dew;
0, earth is also heaven, with God's light clothed anew!"
So, when the sky seems bluer, and when the blossoms wear
Some tender, mystic shading we never knew was there,
We'll say "We see things earthly by light of sainted eyes;
She bends where we are gazing, to-day, from Paradise."
Because we know thee near us, and nearer still to Him
Who fills thy cup of being with glory to the brim,
We will not stain with grieving our fair, though fainter light,
But cling to thee in spirit as if thou wert in sight.
And as in waves of beauty the swift years come and go,
Upon celestial currents our deeper life shall flow,
Hearing, from that sweet country where blighting never came,
Love chime the hours immortal, in earth and heaven the same.
Lucy Larcom (1824-1893)
A Community of the Spirit
There is a community of
the spirit.
Drink all your passion,
Close both eyes
Open your hands, Sit down in the circle.
Quit acting like a wolf,
and feel
At night, your beloved
wanders.
Close your mouth against
food.
You moan, "She left me."
"He left me."
Be empty of worrying.
Why do you stay in
prison
Move outside the tangle
of fear-thinking.
Flow down
and down in always
Rumi |
Hope Abides
Hope abides; therefore I abide.
Countless frustrations have not cowed me.
I am still alive, vibrant with life.
The black cloud will disappear,
The morning sun will appear once again
In all its supernal glory.
Sri Chinmoy
My Love of
Light
My love of light is my spiritual Will.
Within it is the power infinite.
I give fear no place in my life.
My love of light is God's Smile of satisfaction.
God's supreme Love manifests in me and through me
To transform my human problems into my divine
opportunities.
My animal human love is my unnatural experience and
uncertain possibility.
My divine human love is my natural experience and
certain inevitability of my living in the Eternal Now.
My love throbbingly says: "God is all blessing." God's
Love smilingly says: "My child is all gratitude."
Love radiates the life of harmony,
brightens the joy consciousness and sharpens the sword
of intuition.
Love is always ready to meet man's every soulful demand.
Love conquers all that is unlike God.
It is, indeed, supreme over all.
Love gives me my importance in the cosmic Vision of God.
Nobody remembers me save my love.
My sole treasure is love.
Love's treasure is God's Heart.
Love is the undeniable truth of my identity as God's
son, chosen son.
Love is the unique combination of Heaven's freedom and
earth's discipline.
In Heaven's freedom is earth's emancipation.
In earth's discipline is Heaven's manifestation.
No time-born desire can rend my love of light.
My love of light flies beyond the widespread net of
death.
Mine is the love that has the birthless origin and the
deathless end
Sri Chinmoy
THE WAY THINGS SHOULD
What will
our children do in the
morning?
Will they wake with
their hearts wanting to
play,
the way wings
should?
Will they have dreamed
the needed flights and
gathered
the strength from the
planets that all
men and women need to
balance
the wonderful charms of
the earth
so that her power and
beauty does not make us
forget our own?
I know all about the ways of the heart – how it wants to be alive.
Love so needs to love
that it will endure
almost anything, even
abuse,
just to flicker for a
moment. But the sky’s
mouth is kind,
its song will never hurt
you, for I sing those
words.
What will our children
do in the morning
if they do not see us
fly?
Daniel Ladinsky
"Do not keep the
alabaster box of your friendship
sealed up until your friends are dead.
Fill their lives with sweetness.
Speak approving, cheering words
while their ears can hear them,
and while their hearts
can be thrilled and made happier.
The kind of things you
mean to say when they are gone,
say before they go."
George W. Childs
"To
be an angel, one need not have
wings.
In giving love there is an equal
grace.
Nor need one seek the aura in the
face,
As love unveils the beauty of all
things."
By Francois Couperin.
“ Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.”
Maya Angelou
The Road Home
You must travel your road like
there has never been another before you.
And each mountain you climb will be easier if you leave the last one
behind.
Let each river you cross cleanse and quench you for you can only
drown
in your own fears,
or loose the road in blinding tears.
Travel that road like there will never be another before you.
Inspect it and feel it every inch of the way.
It’s a road you should know,
for all of it’s beauty and struggle,
its mountains and valleys are made from your mind ----
It’s your choice.
Your Spirit -
YOUR Soul!
" The first peace, which is the most important, is that
which comes within the souls of people when they realize their
relationship,
their oneness with the universe and all its powers, and when they
realize that
at the center of the universe dwells the Great Spirit, and that this
center
is really everywhere, it is within each of us."
by Black Elk
FIRE IN THE SOUL
It's that burning fire that we are all one,
It's that burning fire that what I do to
my brother and sister I do to myself.
It's that burning fire that I must be
strong and tell the truth.
It's that burning fire that I do have
the unlimited fuel to be present and make the contribution
I was put here to make
It's that burning fire of really seeing my gifts
and sacredness of this Divine Appointment on
Earth at this time
It's the burning fire which has illuminated the often hidden
truth of why I'm here and
what I'm to do to make my love radiate to All My Relations!
It's that burning fire which has helped me to
survive up until now but, also to see the survival ember
NO longer works
and that
Living the Sacred life now is the only fire
that now allows me to see those shadows in the corners
and closets which I am now embracing and seeing in a
profound, painful, honest, loving way I've never done
at these depths before.
It's that burning fire that has allowed me to go into
my fear, anger, sadness, and surrender of self to become that person
GOD wants me to be rather that what I wanted to be.
AND
It's that burning fire that gives me the courage to
Continue this Sacred Path not only for myself, but for my brothers
and sisters!
by Carol Hannagan
There is a journey awaiting you
It comes in truth and promise
When you reach the point of not knowing who you are or where to go
This most precious but often painful passage is the journey of yourself
You will travel to places never before visited,
Where you meet unspoken fears and unearth buried truths
You will climb high and perilous mountains...those that rise up from inside yourself
You will explore forgotten waters held deep in the sea of your soul
You will be stranded in the wilderness and find a way through pathless land
You will be lost before you are found...You will be empty before you are full
You will cry the deep sobs of the earth and tears of rain will cleanse the house around your heart
In time...because life, like birth and death, knows its own time
Your fears and struggles and unknowing will be transformed
You will become a mountain place where eagles soar
You will become a reflecting pool which sees and knows the mysteries of your life
Your heart will be light like a butterfly as you follow the currents of its true desires
The flight of the honeybee will be yours as you seek the nectar of what brings sweetens to your daily life
Most of all you will become who you truly are
Your life will hold truth and promise and meaning
And the heart of the heavens will hold your heart.
by Susan Squellati Florence
|
Some Fill With Each
Good Rain There are different wells within your heart. Some fill with each good rain, Others are far too deep for that. In one well You have just a few precious cups of water, That "love" is literally something of yourself, It can grow as slow as a diamond If it is lost. Your love Should never be offered to the mouth of a Stranger, Only to someone Who has the valour and daring To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife Then weave them into a blanket To protect you. There are different wells within us. Some fill with each good rain, Others are far, far too deep For that. From “The Gift” by Daniel Ladinsky. |
The Divine Mother
Hear me child, and know Me for who I am.
I have been with you since you were born, and I will stay with you until you
return to Me at the final dusk.
I am the passionate and seductive lover who inspires the poet to dream.
I am the One who calls to you at the end of your journey. After the day is done,
My children find their blessed rest in my embrace.
I am the womb from which all things are born.
I am the shadowy, still tomb; all things must come to Me and bare their breasts
to die and be reborn to the Whole.
I am the Sorceress that will not be ruled, the Weaver of Time, the Teacher of
Mysteries. I snip the threads that bring my children home to me. I slit the
throats of the cruel and drink the blood of the heartless.
Swallow your fear and come to me, and you will discover true beauty, strength,
and courage.
I am the fury which rips the flesh from injustice.
I am the glowing forge that transforms your inner demons into tools of power.
Open yourself to my embrace and overcome.
I am the glinting sword that protects you from harm.
I am the crucible in which all the aspects of yourself merge together in a
rainbow of union.
I am the velvet depths of the night sky, the swirling mists of midnight,
shrouded in mystery.
I am the chrysalis in which you will face that which terrifies you and from
which you will blossom forth, vibrant and renewed. Seek me at the crossroads,
and you shall be transformed, for once you look upon my face, there is no
return.
I am the fire that kisses the shackles away. I am the cauldron in which all
opposites grow to know each other in Truth. I am the web which connects all
things.
I am the Healer of all wounds, the Warrior who rights all wrongs in their Time.
I make the weak strong. I make the arrogant humble. I raise up the oppressed and
empower the disenfranchised. I am Justice tempered with Mercy.
Most importantly, child, I am you. I am part of you, and I am within you. Seek
me within and without, and you will be strong. Know me. Venture into the dark so
that you may awaken to Balance, Illumination, and Wholeness. Take my Love with
you everywhere and find the Power within to be who you wish.
Source unknown
Immortality
I feel in all my limbs His boundless Grace;
Within my heart the Truth of life shines white.
The secret heights of God my soul now climbs;
No dole, no sombre pang, no death in my sight.
No mortal days and nights can shake my calm;
A Light above sustains my secret soul.
All doubts with grief are banished from my deeps,
My eyes of light perceive my cherished Goal.
Though in the world, I am above its woe;
I dwell in an ocean of supreme release.
My mind, a core of the One's unmeasured thoughts;
The star vast welkin hugs my Spirit's peace.
My eternal days are found in speeding time;
I play upon His Flute of rhapsody.
Impossible deeds no more impossible seem;
In birth chains now shines Immortality.
Sri Chinmoy
No Boundaries
We ran, breathless to the forests'
full shadowed beauty.
Reached trancelike lips toward lips
no trace of breath to break the magic.
Pungent crackling leaves encircled
lingering little limbs discovered
heartbeats soaring towards each other.
There beneath tall timber
we melted, merged, meandered
with no particular destination
and treetops brushed our hair.
When I grew up, I wanted
to marry the trees.
but I forgot how.
Judith Pordon
If
I cannot forgive myself
For all the blunders
That I have made
Over the years,
Then how can I proceed?
How can I ever
Dream perfection-dreams?
Move, I must, forward.
Fly, I must, upward.
Dive, I must, inward,
To be once more
What I truly am
And shall forever remain.
Sri Chinmoy
HAVE COME INTO THIS WORLD TO SEE THIS
I have come
into this world to see this:
the sword drop from men's hands even at the
height
of their arc of anger
because we
have finally realized there is just one flesh to
wound
and it is His - the Christ's, our
Beloved's.
I have come
into this world to see this: all creatures hold
hands as
we pass through this miraculous existence we
share on the way
to even a greater being of soul,
a being of
just ecstatic light, forever entwined and at
play
with Him.
I have come into this world to hear this:
every song
the earth has sung since it was conceived in
the Divine's womb and began spinning from
His wish,
every song by
wing and fin and hoof,
every song by hill and field and tree and woman
and child,
every song of stream and rock,
every song of
tool and lyre and flute,
every song of gold and emerald
and fire,
every song
the heart should cry with magnificent dignity
to know itself as
God:
for all other
knowledge will leave us again in want and aching
-
only imbibing the glorious Sun
will complete us.
I have come into this world to experience this:
men so true
to love
they would rather die before speaking
an unkind
word,
men so true
their lives are His covenant -
the promise of
hope.
I have come
into this world to see this:
the sword drop from men's hands
even at the height of
their arc of
rage
because we
have finally realized
there is just one flesh
we can wound.
Where Angels Glow
In silence
eyes closed
I look for a moment to the higher realms
where angels glow with joyous love
I hear the whisper of wings
gliding down through the levels of ether and matter
and with it waves of light gently fill the room
so intense are they that I float freely from my shell
Carried by the wind of an outstretched wing
I travel not far to a temple of angels
where crystal like waters wash my fears and troubles away
calming assurance restored I am quietly returned
Most thankful thoughts I send
David Brunner
Hope
It hovers in dark corners
before the lights are turned on,
it shakes sleep from its eyes
and drops from mushroom gills,
it explodes in the starry heads
of dandelions turned sages,
it sticks to the wings of green angels
that sail from the tops of maples.
It sprouts in each occluded eye
of the many-eyed potato,
it lives in each earthworm segment
surviving cruelty,
it is the motion that runs the tail of a dog,
it is the mouth that inflates the lungs
of the child that has just been born.
It is the singular gift
we cannot destroy in ourselves,
the argument that refutes death,
the genius that invents the future,
all we know of God.
It is the serum which makes us swear
not to betray one another;
it is in this poem, trying to speak.
Lisel Mueller
Be Happy
Be happy!
You will grow into God’s greatest blessing, His highest pride.
Be happy!
Yesterday’s world wants you to enjoy its surrendering breath. Today’s world
wants you to enjoy its surrendered breath. Tomorrow’s world wants you to enjoy
its fulfilling breath.
Be happy!
Be happy in the morning with what you have.
Be happy in the evening with what you are.
Be happy!
Do not complain. Who complains? The blind beggar in you. When you complain, you
dance in the mire of ignorance. When you do not complain, all conditions of the
world are at your feet, and God gives you a new name: aspiration. Aspiration is
the supreme wealth in the world of light and delight.
Be happy!
Do you want never to be poor? Then be happy.
Do you want ever to be great? Then be happy.
Be happy!
You will get what you like most.
You will get what you like best.
Be happy!
God sees in you His aspiring creation. His transforming realization, His
illumining revelation, and His fulfilling manifestation.
Be happy!
Be happy!
God sees in you another God. God sees you as another God. God sees you and Him
as one.
Sri Chinmoy
"Absence does make the heart grow fonder,
because you realize and understand how important each person who shares' your
journey with you, is.
We are not an island, but an oasis. We are there to give each a respite on their
journey of life, and in doing so, en-liven our own journey."
Elaine Fidyk
Time To Blend
There
Always
Arrives
In all of
Our lives
A joyous
Moment of
Sweet silence
Which notifies
It is time to blend
Into the vast horizon
Of the palette painting a days end
And there we find again our gentle loving eyes
Waiting as these divine peaceful skies
Of the eternal sunrise that is just
Around the bend
"There will come a time when you believe
everything is
finished. That will be the beginning."
Louis L'Amour
The Beauty of the
Heart
The beauty of the heart
is the lasting beauty:
its lips give to drink
of the water of life.
Truly it is the water,
that which pours,
and the one who drinks.
All three become one when
your talisman is shattered.
That oneness you can't know
by reasoning.
Rumi
I'm
Alive, I Believe In Everything
Self. Brotherhood. God. Zeus. Communism.
Capitalism. Buddha. Vinyl records.
Baseball. Ink. Trees. Cures for disease.
Saltwater. Literature. Walking. Waking.
Arguments. Decisions. Ambiguity. Absolutes.
Presence. Absence. Positive and Negative.
Empathy. Apathy. Sympathy and entropy.
Verbs are necessary. So are nouns.
Empty skies. Dark vacuums of night.
Visions. Revisions. Innocence.
I've seen All the empty spaces yet to be filled.
I've heard All of the sounds that will collect
at the end of the world.
And the silence that follows.
I'm alive, I believe in everything
I'm alive, I believe in it all.
Waves lapping on the shore.
Skies on fire at sunset.
Old men dancing on the streets.
Paradox and possibility.
Sense and sensibility.
Cold logic and half truth.
Final steps and first impressions.
Fools and fine intelligence.
Chaos and clean horizons.
Vague notions and concrete certainty.
Optimism in the face of adversity.
I'm alive, I believe in everything
I'm alive, I believe in it all.
Lesley Choyce
Peace
Behold, it comes in might,
The power that is not power,
The light that is in darkness,
The shade in dazzling light.
It is joy that never spoke,
And grief unfelt, profound,
Immortal life unlived,
Eternal death unmourned.
It is not joy nor sorrow,
But that which is between,
It is not noght nor morrow,
But that which joins them in.
It is sweet rest in music;
And pause in sacred art;
The silence between speaking;
Between two fits of passion --
It is the calm of heart.
It is beauty never seen,
And love that stands alone,
It is song that lives un-sung,
And knowledge never known.
It is death between two lives,
And lull between two storms,
The void whence rose creation,
And that where it returns.
To it the tear-drop goes,
To spread the smiling form
It is the Goal of Life,
And Peace -- its only home!
Swami Vivekananda
Silence II
Silence is not a lack of words.
Silence is not a lack of music.
Silence is not a lack of curses.
Silence is not a lack of screams.
Silence is not a lack of colors
or voices or bodies or whistling wind.
Silence is not a lack of anything.
Silence is resting, nestling
in every leaf of every tree,
in every root and branch.
Silence is the flower sprouting
upon the branch.
Silence is the mother singing
to her newborn babe.
Silence is the mother crying
for her stillborn babe.
Silence is the life of all
these babes, whose breath
is a breath of God.
Silence is seeing and singing praises.
Silence is the roar of ocean waves.
Silence is the sandpiper dancing
on the shore.
Silence is the vastness of a whale.
Silence is a blade of grass.
Silence is sound
And silence is silence.
Silence is love, even
the love that hides in hate.
Silence is the pompous queen
and the harlot and the pimp
hugging his purse on a crowded street.
Silence is the healer dreaming
the plant, the drummer drumming
the dream. It is the lover's
exhausted fall into sleep.
It is the call of morning birds.
Silence is God's beat tapping all hearts.
Silence is the star kissing a flower.
Silence is a word, a hope, a candle
lighting the window of home.
Silence is everything --the renewing sleep
of Earth, the purifying dream of Water,
the purifying rage of Fire, the soaring
and spiralling flight of Air. It is all
things dissolved into no-thing--Silence
is with you always.....the Presence
of I AM
Elaine Maria Upton
Patience
Patience is the best
Shock – absorber.
Patience is the highest
Peace – discover.
Patience is the greatest
Perfection – believer.
Patience is the soul – power
Concealed.
Patience is the heart – tower
Revealed.
In between your failure – tree
And your triumph – tree,
The tree that is growing
Is known as your patience tree.
Yesterday
Patience was the beginning
Of my perfection.
Today
Patience is the flowering
Of my satisfaction.
From “Wings of Joy” by Sri Chinmoy
"The same stream of life
that runs through the world
runs through my veins
night and day in rhythmic measure.
It is the same life that shoots in joy
through the dust of the earth
into numberless waves of flowers."
Rabindranath Tagore
The Triumph of the Soul
Joy! Joy! I triumph! Now no more I know
Myself as simply me. I burn with love
Unto myself, and bury me in love.
The centre is within me and its wonder
Lies as a circle everywhere about me.
Joy! Joy! No mortal thought can fathom me.
I am the merchant and the pearl at once.
Lo, Time and Space lie crouching at my feet.
Joy! Joy! When I would reveal in a rapture.
I plunge into myself and all things know.
Attar
Lost
Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you,
If you leave it you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.
David Wagoner
Touched By An Angel
We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life. Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.
We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love's light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.
Maya Angelou
Finding Our Way Back
Home
With these words I send some light
With healing power to your Heart
I hope it helps to ease some pain
Of what is tearing you apart
Life sometimes can seem cruel
And we are left to wonder why
But we are never alone my friend
We are all learning, You and I
We have in life many lessons
For our Spirits need to grow
We learn from our pain
It's what our Souls need to know
So if sometimes you feel helpless
And your Heart feels all alone
Just remember we are all aboard this journey
One day we'll find our way back home.
Patrick Driscoll
No Coward Soul is
Mine
No coward soul is mine,
No trembler in the worlds storm-troubled sphere:
I see Heavens glories shine,
And faith shines equal, arming me from fear.
O God within my breast.
Almighty, ever-present Deity!
Life -- that in me has rest,
As I -- Undying Life -- have power in Thee!
Vain are the thousand creeds
That move men's hearts: unutterably vain;
Worthless as withered weeds,
Or idlest froth amid the boundless main,
To waken doubt in one
Holding so fast by Thine infinity;
So surely anchored on
The steadfast Rock of immortality.
With wide-embracing love
Thy Spirit animates eternal years,
Pervades and broods above,
Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears.
Though earth and man were gone,
And suns and universes ceased to be,
And Thou wert left alone,
Every existence would exist in Thee.
There is not room for Death,
Nor atom that his might could render void:
Thou -- Thou art Being and Breath,
And what Thou art may never be destroyed.
Emily Bronte
"The individual may
be understood
as one particular focal point
at which the whole universe expresses itself -
as an incarnation of the self, or of the Godhead,
or whatever one may choose to call it."
Alan W. Watts
The Crystal Gazer
I shall gather myself into my self again,
I shall take my scattered selves and make them one.
I shall fuse them into a polished crystal ball
Where I can see the moon and the flashing sun.
I Shall sit like a sibyl, hour after hour intent.
Watching the future come and the present go -
And the little shifting pictures of people rushing
In tiny self-importance to and fro.
Sarah Teasdale
"God creates each soul
differently,
so that when all the mud is finally cleared away,
His light will shine through it
in a beautiful, colourful, totally new pattern."
M. Scott Peck
I am! The ages on the ages roll:
And what I am, I was, and I shall be:
by slow growth filling higher Destiny,
And Widening, ever, to the widening Goal.
I am the Stone that slept; down deep in me
That old, old sleep has left its centurine trace;
I am the plant that dreamed; and lo! still see
That dream-life dwelling on the Human Face.
I slept, I dreamed, I wakened: I am Man!
The hut grows Palaces; the depths breed light;
Still on! Forms pass; but Form yields kinglier
Might!
The singer, dying where his song began,
In Me yet lives; and yet again shall he
Unseal the lips of greater songs To Be;
For mine the thousand tongues of Immortality.
- Voltaraine De Cleyre
I Have Two Teachers
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Do Not Worry
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On a Clear Day
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A song from a movie with a very young Barbara
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Crossroads (In Love)
By Peter Makena
When you adopt the viewpoint
That all that exists within your circle of life
Is nothing but another part of you.
When you come to the conclusion
That there is no one who exists, who is not a part of you,
You will wisely extend to yourself
An unconditional love that will be
The light of your day, the light of your night
The light that lightens up this world of ours.
When you come to the crossroad
Where you can choose which road to take
For the highest good of all
When you stand at the seashore
And your boat is ready to take off and sail,
To follow an inner call.
You will wisely extend to yourself
An unconditional love that will be
The light of your day, the light of your night
The light that lightens up this world of ours.
Look for that which does not come or go …
An all pervading light.
The Intellectual Quest
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On Dreams by Sri Chinmoy
Each dream is a creation. Each creation is either conscious aspiration or unconscious aspiration. Our aspiration enters into the desire-life, the little brother, and helps him clean his body, purify his mind and illumine his earthly existence. Each iota of aspiration also expedites the arrival of realisation. Our aspiration enters into the realisation-life or brings the realisation-life into the aspiration-life in order to make the aspiration-life completely perfect for the awakening of our physical reality and for the blossoming of the soul-reality, which is within us and for us.
A dream is God's creation in the inner world. From the inner world we enter into the realisation-world. Creation and dream, aspiration and realisation-they are all members of the same family. If we can become aware of one, then automatically we can have the other three; for our dream is, after all, a disguised reality, and a disguised reality done not remain always in disguise. It purifies our mind. It offers dynamism to our vital and it offers an inner awakening in our physical reality.
From: Everest Aspiration at Sri Chinmoy Library
Oneness
Oneness is the perfect
expansion
Of our inner reality.
Let our heart’s oneness only increase
To make us feel
That we belong to a universal world – family,
And this world – family
Is a fulfilled Dream of God.
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My Love Of Light
My love of light
is my spiritual Will.
Within it is the power infinite.
I give fear no place in my life.
My love of light is God's Smile of satisfaction.
God's supreme Love
manifests in me and through me
To transform my human problems into my divine
opportunities.
My animal human
love is my unnatural experience and uncertain
possibility.
My divine human love
is my natural experience and certain
inevitability of my living in the Eternal Now.
My love throbbing
says: "God is all blessing."
God's Love smilingly
says: "My child is all gratitude."
Love radiates the
life of harmony,
brightens the joy consciousness and sharpens the
sword of intuition.
Love is always ready to meet man's every soulful
demand.
Love conquers all that is unlike God.
It is, indeed, supreme over all.
Love gives me my
importance in the cosmic Vision of God.
Nobody remembers me save my love.
My sole treasure is love.
Love's treasure is God's Heart.
Love is the
undeniable truth of my identity as God's son,
chosen son.
Love is the unique combination of Heaven's
freedom and earth's discipline.
In Heaven's freedom is earth's emancipation.
In earth's discipline is Heaven's manifestation.
No time-born desire
can rend my love of light.
My love of light flies beyond the widespread net
of death.
Mine is the love that has the birthless origin
and the deathless end.
LIFE IS A JOURNEY
Birth is a beginning and death a destination
And life is a journey:
From childhood to maturity and youth to age;
From innocence to awareness and ignorance to knowing;
From foolishness to desecration and then perhaps to wisdom.
From weakness to strength or from strength to weakness and often
back again.
From health to sickness and we pray to health again.
From offence to forgiveness, from loneliness to love, from joy to
gratitude, from pain to compassion, from grief to understanding,
from fear to faith, from defeat to defeat to defeat until looking
backwards or ahead.
We see that victory lies not at some high point along the way but in
having made the journey step by step a sacred pilgrimage.
Birth is a beginning and death a destination
And life is a journey:
A sacred journey to life everlasting.
Author Unknown
Basic Principles of Bashar's Messages
Through Darryl Anka http://www.bashar.org/
*You are a non-physical consciousness that is experiencing physical reality.
*You were created in the image of The Creator, your essential essence is
unconditional love and the experience of ecstasy is your birthright.
*You are here on Earth at this time because you chose to be.
*The highest purpose of your life is to be yourself to the best of your
ability and live each moment as fully as possible.
*You always have free will and the freedom to choose.
*Anything you can imagine is possible for you to experience.
*You attract your life experiences through the interaction of your strongest
beliefs, emotions and actions.
*Excitement is the physical translation of the vibrational resonance that is
your true, core natural being. Follow your excitement!
*You are naturally abundant and your choices are always supported by
Creation.
*There are only Four Laws in Creation:
1. You exist.
2. The One is All and the All are One .
3. What you put out is what you get back.
4. Change is the only constant...
Except for the first three laws, which never change.
*There is actually only one moment in Creation. Everything you experience is
the same moment from a different point of view.
*You create the past and the future from the here and now.
*You are an eternal being and while you may change your form, you cannot
cease to exist.
*Everything you experience is another aspect of yourself.
*You are loved so unconditionally by Creation that you can even choose to
believe that you are not loved.
Innocence is Now
"When you find yourself in the present moment, there is nothing to do. The river of time is allowed to flow. You experience the eddies and currents, shallows and depths, in a new context: innocence. The present moment is naturally innocent. The now turns out to be the only experience that doesn’t go anywhere. How can this be true when I’ve said that that the whole purpose of time is to unfold the steps of evolution? That’s the mystery of mysteries. We grow and yet life remains eternal at the core. Imagine a universe expanding through infinite dimensions at infinite speed, completely free to create everywhere at once. To go along for the ride we need do nothing but remain absolutely still."
Deepak Chopra
What Is A Soul Mate
If you have found a smile
that is the sweetest one you've known,
If you have heard, within a voice,
the echoes of your own,
If you have felt a touch
that stirs the longings of your heart,
And still can feel that closeness
in the moments you're apart,
If you have filled with wonder
at the way two lives can blend
To weave a perfect pattern
that is seamless, end to end,
If you believe some things in life
are simply meant to be,
Then you have found your soul mate,
your heart's own destiny.
Emily Matthews
We Believe
We believe that we are spirits playing a game in a human body and as such we have difficulty re-membering who we are and why we are here.
We believe that we are all connected as spirits pretending to be separate from one another when in fact we are all a part of each other. This game of pretending to be separate is the nature of life on Earth and one of the most difficult parts of being human.
We believe in the creative ability of the human spirit as a powerful force in the universe. Now as humanity takes giant steps forward in evolution, holding your true power as a creator in human form is more important than ever before.
We believe that we are in a rapi