February 24, 2012
The freedom of pure Self expression.
Courage.
This is the work of the seeker.
Feeling the compromise.
Making the choice.
Living the Truth.
February 15, 2012
How to get HERE from there?
Have very precise experiences, be them “good or bad” in the eyes of others and keep on putting one foot in front of the other. Time to enjoy the ride that I asked for.
(I write my own script for maximum awakening in each lifetime. No matter what the poison, suffering, oppression, suppression, trauma, ignorance, or even bliss, it is all in effort to shift consciousness. Trust that I did this and my perception shifts form there to NOW.)
February 5, 2012
It is quiet when the song pierces me deep to my core and for a moment, I am the bird and the whole of Creation opens up inside.
The song ends and I search my memory to bridge this feeling.
February 1, 2012
I have a friend in need.
And so, I share my vision that set me free.
One day,
I am severely called out on Truth
It cuts deep
I feel my wound
I react
I leave
I never look back
I trade Pride and Prejudice for Truth
I hold onto this vision
I feel it.
The pain of regret.
It dissolves my Pride
It reasons with Prejudice
I surrender for Truth
This is my freedom
January 27, 2012
I hear wind chimes. The music draws me outside where the cool breeze begins to dissolve me. I feel the mountains, the ocean and the desert when the wind blows strong. My eyes close and I turn to dust.
January 18, 2012
I travel to New York City for a day.
Noise is everywhere.
I divert to great food, interesting art,
New people, places and things.
My senses begin to tire. My mind needs rest.
I remember.
In the desert.
Sound is but the bird and bee.
No diversion, no attachment, no thing.
Isolation.
Emptiness.
Every cell is awake.
My mind is free.
January 11, 2012
My bucket list is almost empty. It is a good feeling. Not to plan. Not to regret. Not to hope. It is quite liberating. Really.
January 5, 2012
My mind is a back seat driver.
It will never take me where I want to go.
My heart, however, knows the road.
No rear view required.
It will take me home.
January 2, 2012
If I string enough of these together, I will have a Happy New Year!
December 27, 2011
Something is clearly changing. While I have normally enjoyed the crowd. I now observe a separateness from the company I keep. Odd. Like I am insulated. Alone, but yet, not lonely. It feels like I am caught between chairs.
