Vulnerability : Strength or Weakness ? !

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What is your deepest strength and protection?
Is it the barriers we put up?
Is it the fortresses we hide in?
Is it the choice of ignorance ?

Barriers, fortresses and ignorance
Bring isolated oblivion at a cost
The cost of living a death!

Your greatest strength is your vulnerability!
Yes, that part of you that risks the deepest wounds
Wounds which only heal with true understanding and acknowledgement of what really is…
And in the process
The risk taken
Can bring the sweetest pleasures of living!!

The trick is to find your way
Walk with and let in the ones
Who enjoy and dance a like tune of their own
And hence forth
Your unions, your vulnerability
Will present as treasures not risks!!!

Lighthouse…

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There is a house
There is a light
There is fog
There is a foghorn…

The house is of visible splendor
But with no light there is no home…

There are distractions from the light
Murky and misty, obscuring the way…

But wait..
There are alerts to warn of the dangers
And most of all, there is the Keeper.

The Keeper knows all the signs
The keeper knows just how to direct
The keeper knows just when he is needed..

So live soundly in your house
Make your house your home
Listen to the keeper and find your light
Light with fervor and fight
Break through all the dangers
Anchor secure and steady
Rest and relax in your home
And learn to become
The Keeper of your Light!!

Celebrations!!!

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Audible fan fair
Visible beams of grandeur
Celebrations afoot

Clinking of glasses
Laughter and conversation
Acquaintances to life long friendships

Words of acknowledgement
Tears of gratitude
And embraces heartfelt

From bursts of fun to long lasting happiness
From festive frolic to true joy
From momentary surprises to constant enjoyment

Receive and reflect
Understand the possibilities
As time and presence collide

Enjoy the times
Make the memories
Treasure your companions

Oh, what it is to celebrate!
Behold the opportunities!!
And take none for granted!!!

Elusively Possible

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Flowering blossom
Atop a thistle leathered dermis
In the middle of the arid desert

Refreshing aqua drops
Form a puff of seemingly nothingness
Quenches the thirsty on solid ground…

Within the mortal shell of this being
Lays the priceless gem
Powering all for the unknowing mortal..

Yet still
We search endlessly
For all joys and pleasures externally.

So turn the eyes inwards
Muffle the ears from the outside noise
And find the infinite, waiting patiently
To be your one true friend…….

Innermost cry…

Man’s [and woman’s!] innermost cry has always been heard.
When he needed fire he was given flint,
When he needed water he found the river,
When he needed to know himself he was shown how to turn within.

Man has always become more with each evolution.
When he needed to build his strength
He had to climb and forage,
When he needed to exercise his intellect
He invented
When he needed to love
He found his soul..

Never has man not been given the tools to his true calling,
Yet it has always been left to him to acknowledge his need, his thirst…
Will he see, not with eyes, but with passion what his mission really is?
Will he dare to step outside the ring and lead his own journey?

He who does, will soon know the hardest is but the simplest,
The most out of reach is the closest
The most priceless is the most abundant..
Oh what dance we dance!

Such is our time that we get to yearn and satisfy,
Listen and sing,
Give yet take of the endless stream of music…
The rhythm of life…

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Place of no shroud

Just as the morning fog pretends to hide what lies beneath
So do my woes mask the reality of all beauty and joy..

Just as the bitter taste of coffee is followed by its power to quicken the step
So does the rain of frightening thunder sprout the new shoot..

Just as a lover’s absence makes all the sweeter the reunion
So makes the painful yearning the most earnest of love making…

Yet there is just one place of no shroud, no prolong prelude, no aftertaste…
No waiting, no absence
This the constant accompaniment of presence, existence..

How it is that I got to understand this, is the blessing of all blessings,
So grateful is this heart that it reached this tranquil water where the well never runs dry…

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Cold, tepid or blazing hot!!

A pot of boiling water..
How does it boil?
Energy applied increases its molecular activity
Movement occurs
Eventually the water evaporates
Some say it disappears
But no it has just changed
As it reappears as steam and condensation…

We have our own ‘pot’
Our pot is the Heart.
It’s contents?
Love, Joy, and Kindness!

A rumbling starts
The beginnings of a thirst
A wish to feel the contents of the heart.
We know there’s something there
Perhaps solid
Perhaps buried..

As the thirst forms and strengthens
There is a quiver, a beat, and then a rhythm
Finally a flow, up and over the rim
You think your pot will run dry
But it does not.
Your think you will lose your love and joy
But you don’t.
The heart is bottomless
And your thirst is endless!!

Whatever it touches or sprays
May feel a glow and kindness,
It may even trigger another’s thirst.

This power is incalculable,
Awakened it sustains the living
With fervor and zest,
Dormant it silently patiently awaits
With no agenda of its own.

Your temperature setting
Is a choice of your own..
How is your ‘pot’?
Cold, tepid or blazing hot!!

What Difference ?!

    

Old soul
New soul,
Soulful
Soulless.

What difference?

After all
We are,
All
Here!!!

Blessed
Breathing
Brotherhood
Sisterhood.

What difference?

After all
We are,
All
Here!!!

Masterful
Master less
Teachable
Teacher less.

What difference?

Big difference!

Knowledge
Purpose
Appreciation
Gratification.

The dark night now also has the light of day
The endless road has direction
Meaningless turmoil gives way to ease in ones own skin..

Perhaps this is all it is,
The finding of how to be from no one to some one
From going nowhere to being somewhere
And realizing you are your One.
And your journey and destination
Is
You!

Two Words…

Happy Birthday
Best Wishes
Well Done
Good Day
Good Night
Miss You
Love You

ooh those two word-combos!
ooh so good to hear!
ooh to feel remembered!

What of the ultimate two words!
These are not spoken
These float
IN and OUT
As each divine BREATH

Who is it that cares to remember you
Each second
Each minute
Each hour
Each day?

It’s the One sending
The ultimate gift,
The one sending
Life itself…

So, thank you my friends
As we remember each other
On each one of our special birth days,
And learn to remember and connect
To the Ultimate friend
Every Day
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Unions…

Mortal to mortal ……
Flirtatious courtships
Declarations of commitment
Celebratory exhibitions
No guarantees!!!

Mortal to immortal….
Quiet undertones
Sweet discoveries
Undeniable kindnesses
Redemption in gratitude
Conjoined through to the end!!!

Immortalized mortal to immortalized mortal….
Exquisite bliss
Surpassed expectations
Plain exhilaration
Crystalline clarity
Limitless appreciation!!!

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