Journey to the New AGE

Sri Yantra

Some use the old adage others are hampered by a blockage

still more complain of the contest’s early stoppage.

It used to be about all types of suffrage

or the top quality of your package

but thankfully that unique carnage

has given way to a growing spiritual assemblage.

The great advantage of our marriage to each other

and our growing courage

is releasing us from bondage, giving us strength as the right arm

or should I say appendage

of a collective that is our right and our secret heritage.

This is not the hopeless wreckage.

It is the total package

waiting for you and I to manage our miscarriage

and unpack our baggage.

What waits for us? Only limitless advantage

and the demise of outrage as we celebrate a brand new image,

and the obsolescence of preface as we engage in this great and complex voyage

that will lead us to love and ultimately safe passage into the new frontier of a

perfect AGE

Strong Arm

This powerful arm leads to an even stronger hand
that holds you fast as this majesty expands.
There is nothing that this embrace can’t outlast,
There is nothing we can’t withstand.
Finding peace
even in the shadow we cast.
A renewed belief
in a world we can understand.
A sigh of relief
and fellowship unsurpassed–
restores faith throughout the land.

Shiva and Shakti

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Thank the great mechanism for feminism
An elevator for masculinity
Conjuring the flawless interplay of non- dualism…
…So deftly propelling the organism
into the arms of divinity

Soul Renewal

Fresh and New

Sorrow is a vivid sculpture that takes shape,
Revealing itself on your sweet face.

Joy, in this very same case, is a fresh coat of paint,
Renewing the soul of a saint.

The Crush

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That is the crush of love flattening it all out for you.
The absolutely giant heart that falls from above
coming down hard, evening out the landscape.
The universal solvent melting mountains into streams.
A thing of awe,
a transformative energy so powerful, so raw it sends all of the unevenness up like the elevator it is.
The maker’s sweet kiss,
from sacred tulips.
Before our eyes,
delivering a simple beauty of foliage and fauna.
That gifts us with pervasive peace and let’s land become sky.
May these boundaries remain imaginary and imperceptible,
so my eyes and spirit can rest within you.
Taking refuge in the amazing that is everyday ordinary, beautiful plentiful.

Where two or three have gathered…

This week has been one of many opportunities to connect, spiritually, with many similarly minded individuals.  I travelled to my teacher’s ashram in Fort Walton Beach and participated in meditation sittings and two group discussions, I had a birthday and (experienced Facebook at it’s best) received prolific blessings from loved-ones and associates, I lead an ongoing meditation group, I participated in Unity’s World Day of Prayer, I began a new weekly meditation group, I participated in the Women of Unity meeting, and lead a workshop in the North Georgia mountains–phew!  Now, that is not a typical week; I feel as though my spiritual cup is full to the brim.  I also feel that this chance to share sacred space was a reminder of the importance of satsang–keeping company with the truth.

It is so easy to get caught up in the mundane: work, family obligation, and general busyness.  Therefore, the Himalayan Tradition recommends sitting to meditate daily– connecting with your source regularly.  When you are “plugged in” to the source, you are more inclined to remember that all that is “outside” of you is merely the “Divine Play“.

However, sharing space adds another dimension to one’s spiritual practice– above and beyond merely sharing similar ideas.  When you are with other sadhakas (aspirants), you are reminded that your center is the same as theirs.  It injects you with an optimism that there are others on this quest and reminds you, that despite all the negative images and sound bytes in the media, that there are others who are on a quest to really know themselves as well.

We all here about retreats; it is good to get away and be alone. But, propagate that energy and get together are share sacred space too!

The Gift

It is a gift to be in tune with the transcendental.

A great reward, to be so aligned.

It takes prodigious strength to be gentle and kind.

Let us commune and become instrumental

in a pervasive happiness and peace of mind.

What kind of King will I be?

Letting these words write themselves,
surrendering to what’s needing to come out.
Giving up to the rhyme that births its own meaning and dictates itself.
I wish I could take credit but its something greater steering the ship bringing me to new heights if I let it.
Getting easier to be a bystander because life is just grander when viewed from afar.
My microscope betrayed me, couldn’t understand the close up picture the way I needed to.
Lightning bugs don’t belong in a jar.
Had to set it all free and know that the plan that named me king,
and supreme ruler of everything was not a mistake.
Think bigger, know it all, rule it with freedom have the wisdom to let nature take.
When the big picture comes into focus and your eyes are finally allowed to see, sit back with your crown on your head survey this lovely land and ask yourself what kind of king will I be?

Happy Birthday Love

To you a birthday
to me another chance
to show you a good time
another dance
another day
I can call you mine

When I hear others wish you well
and your eyes light up
and your spirits lift
I feel a sweetness clear as a bell
my cup fills up
as though I have received a gift

Thank this lovely world
for loving her as much as I do
happy to get this all so pleasantly twisted
I fell like its my day just as much as my special girl’s
with every heart beat, forever anew
historians will tell the tale, with confidence,
that a perfect love existed.

The Fortress

Do not build a fortress around what you love…
Instead build your fortress out of love–
Steadfast, impenetrable.
But, most importantly, with a large door so you can let everyone in.