Conduit

Love is heading straight for you
as quick and as strong as you give it away
just sit back and allow me to adore you
we can live forever this way

Aspirant

Love as you breathe, bliss pervades.
Breathe as you love and all is saved.

Thanksgiving!

whirling

dervish hands up

praise up

imitation is such flattery

spiralling riding the all high

golden mean

skyscraper in progress

to the top of

this perceived

roof raised

sky’s the limit

kind of feeling!

Discretion

Reaching for truth
Grasping for progression
Fighting nail and tooth
On the frontlines of man’s ascension
Nurturing and fortifying our youth
With the simple answer for the unnecessary war within,
our most profound and challenging question.

Tranquility Unites

Empower your eyes to take in the richly decorated skies
filled with the flowers that bloom for the bees, and the powerful trees
that gift us with beautiful vision and profound insights
into the peace and achievement possible when we embrace the stillness
at the center of the ups, downs, and indecision,
dancing around these flashing lights

Nonviolent Food Protest

In one of our last postings there was a beautiful poem, from Chad, which noted the importance of nutrition– as it relates to sadhana.  The way we approach eating, furthermore our perception of food, is integral to our spiritual development.  Naturally, this creates space for a lot of debate; including: morality, the karmic energy of the food we eat, and meeting our nutritional requirements.

In this tradition we subscribe to the idea that we are not merely a body (I use the word “merely” because it is not that the body is unreal– it is simply not who you are at the deepest level). In this tradition, and many other mystical philosophies, the body is the outward, gross, and transient projection of an eternal and perfect source. The body is an instrument in which to experience this world. If one’s goal is enlightenment, like a virtuoso, one must tune, clean, and treat their instrument with respect.

I work in health and wellness as my profession, although I am not a nutritionist, and I have a strong understanding of the purpose of food.  As my teacher says, “food is for the cells“; ironically, a baby knows this– they do not come into the world wanting chocolate or candy.  However, somehow along the way– we lose sight of this and we begin to look to our food to fulfill a longing in ourselves.

In the Yoga Tradition, the desire to eat is considered to be one of the four primitive fountains: sleep, sex, self-preservation, and food– these are the primal urges from which all other desires “spring forth”.  These impulses are inherent to the souls incarnation in a human body.

The problem is that we are so deluded, so entrenched in our body identification that we let these urges, which help to keep the body functioning, run amok.  We say things like, “I want sweets, I want alcohol, and I want to lie on the couch”.  Truthfully, the urges are imbalance and unchecked– “I” never wants for anything because “I” is a manifestation of the ego.  “We” are perfect and whole; the body needs sustenance to function optimally.  But, we are looking outside and finding disastisfaction.  Then we indulge these cravings and we are sad and disappointed– they do not bring us true joy.

If we are seekers, then we begin to revere the body as a great gift and we want it to assist us in pursuing our spiritual endeavors.  In order for the body to facilitate the pursuit of transcendence, we must consider the significance of the foods we ingest.  Ann Wigmore aptly said, “The food you eat can be either the safest and most powerful form of medicine or the slowest form of poison.”

Yet, it’s more than the nutritional content of the food that must be considered.  Most of us are intelligent enough to know if our food promotes health or harm.  However, it is also the sensory experience we are trying to derive from our fuel.  We want food to be exotic and fascinating.  Since we are all one, we must consider the impact, environmentally, on the quest to have a mango in December.  Consider eating in a monastary, food is simple and often taken in silence.  When we eat slowly, mindfully, and with gratitude we may discover untapped joy in taking in the energy of God to reconnect us with that which we are.

 

Quality Ingredients

Look at what you’re eating
and realize that it’s actually eating you
This sickness that needs treating
Was hiding in our fare, who knew?
Our soul diets need completing
now that we know,
we have to focus on the break through
that is a monumental meeting
manifesting in the shift
towards healthy love, life, and food!

Capacity

these games of seperation
are enemies of the majesty
feeding voraciously,
consuming ferociously
growing exponentially
now more than ever
we need you tremendously
to fight the good fight couragesly
help us end this tragedy
with your philantrophy
recognition of non duality
and inherent spirituality
whilst loving universally
in this emerging reality

Presence of Mind

image

It tried to leave me,
but can the liver leave its heart behind?
it looked in the mirror,
used its two eyes to see me,
what looked back was a good man,
with a smile so kind
Made peace with it all
and am so happy to be me
embracing the lovely
That is my being combined.
Writing the story thoughtfully
of man and god, intertwined

The Snowflake

Snowflake
Time after time
The ether is my home
It is vast and formless
My dwelling is the wide open spaces that exist between nucleus and electrons.
My actions are those that give shape to the boundless.
Color and run down these walls
Building the castle of our experience
Playing house to the psyche
Cheffing up the healthy meal that is our sustenance
Eat with me.
Share the nutritious handshake that grows your hair and sculpts your muscles
Use this energy to play the game of life and produce the epic known as love to polish off this great work.
Hold my hand and put this effort to rest as we sharpen our instruments and prepare to cut infinity into a billion,
billion snowflakes that blanket the perceivable world in a beauty so unique,
that this moment will never exist this precisely perfect again.
The chaos has no choice but to give way, it will hold its current incarnation
just a moment before spinning into a brand new snow storm cold, powerful, and matchless in its infinite splendor