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Tea with the Moon

 A shiny blue kettle makes tea for one
Rain patters on the attic window
Looking out across a night of  lovers
The full moon stirs a sacred longing

Honour the mysteries of this life.
Everywhere, is a gateway
that will draw you in and bless you.

It pulls so much sweetness through this body
Such tender sadness
A white hot stream of grief
That carves out channels of fire
In places that nobody speaks of.

The scent of incense lingers on the air
And two candles flicker peacefully
Light and shadow dance on the walls
Of this great space waiting to be filled.

This morning my body was sick
So I lay down and slept
When I awoke
It was to a place of incredible disconnection
I sense life slipping out of reach
What realm is this
Where am I now?

Change has her own rhythm
We can not master time.

Life seems to say:
“This is what is happening now,
and anyway,
Who are you?
Will you accept or resist?”

Another world has fallen away
Just as a snake drops her skin
And in this new place
The silence is grey.
There is no ground
No body, no voice
Because the witness has no solidity
Everything is unfamiliar
There is no one left here for anything to refer to.
Whose eyes are these?

Something will continue.

I can not explain to anyone
That I do not know what is happening.
That I am so vast, I am lost inside my own self.
And so small I don’t even exist.
Sometimes I feel like everything I ever was
tries to hold on. But it is already gone.

Searching for reality, Everything melts away.

Nobody can silence
a voice seeking truth.
Even when thoroughly ashamed,
we stand up straight, saying:
“Here I am, wash all I am not away”

A young bird is so perfectly innocent
She does not stop singing
Until she finally finds her song.

Honesty continuously refines herself.
She can not be defined.
She can only keep moving
and keep letting go.

It does not matter how we feel.
If we use it well.
Take everything as a question, not an answer.
That’s where freedom lies.
We get shown the same thing thousands of different ways.
That is all there is,
everything points to That.

Chaos descends on all our days and nights
We hold on this tiny spark at the centre of it all.
“I am here” We say,
“Please, continue.”

Who understands how painful it can be
to stand here naked.
It can be so humiliating to reveal
that the best you have to offer
Is nothing more than an illusion.
Who has felt the value of tears?

Who has reached that place
that, out of choicelessness,
Summons up the courage it takes to say
“Look these are my mistakes
I don’t even know how ignorant I am
but teach me, please
strip me bare.”

Nobody can teach
a heart to love
Nobody can say what love is.
In each being it arises
in a unique way
And each expression is a path
That leads unto itself.

Those who tasted truth
Or glimpsed it
Even for a fleeting moment
Go crazy
They become wild and uncontainable
They attempt to break down the construction
Of everything which obscures it.

Tonight I am alive
Light touches everything.
It is only my own self.
We wound our own self
All seeking the same Love

So blind to it all.
I can’t even speak.
I don’t know where I came from
or what creates these worlds.
From where does one find the integrity
to surrender, so unknowing, to life?
How do we keep on stepping
so clumsily amidst all this beauty?
What pulls us?

My prayer is this:

May love find her way
With grace, and wisdom
May she have full presence
And full strength

May she destroy wisely
In a way which heals
May she create space
where others find truth

May she wear a face
that reveals the presence of others
May she reflect clearly
undistorted

May her humility
give birth to compassion
May her gentleness have genuine power
to allow others their strength

and honour the freedom to love.

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A song unsung.

This love is not a lie.

There is a sadness, which is not anger.
There is a pain, which is not selfishness.
There is a not knowing, which tries to see.
There is a bewilderment which tries but fails to understand.
There is a sustained effort so clumsily manifested.
There is a truth which can’t be heard, a song unsung.
There is a forgiveness which says “here let me take your pain, let me suffer it myself and turn it into your healing”
There is heart broken and broken and broken. It wants nothing for itself.
There is a compassion for all beings. It weeps and it weeps and it weeps and it weeps.

There is a person all gone wrong.
It doesn’t know where to turn.
It is doesn’t fear being seen.
But it weeps and it weeps and it weeps.

It prays “Break me open, make me softer, don’t let me resist. Let me hear you more deeply, let me reveal my self more clearly. Let me take right action. Let me love you more purely. Here is the jewel of my integrity. It is all I have. I offer it fully. Polish it, polish it, please reveal my courage.”

Forgive my mistakes. Were I perfection, I would only serve you in this world. I would give you more. Beyond this dream which I have executed so badly is another place… I never found a more beautiful place to dance than the place where the only dancing is the one in which everyone is wordlessly joined. We are the dance. If time was mine to give, I would give it all to you. But there is no mine. Time has no meaning, only that which takes place within. The only measure of every moment is how fully could you love what you saw.  All I can do is look, but I can not see. Remove the veil from love. I am the veil. There is only a space inside which a mystery is happening. Who are you, who am I? I don’t know.

When you speak, i hold a silent prayer, “Let me hear and accept these words clearly, without judgement or assumption or defence. Let the message travel direct to a place of understanding. Give me the humility, the openness, to hear. Remove me, remove me please, that truth may be known and acted upon.”

I believe there is a harmony, from where we all came to which we all belong. Any discord comes from the unreal. Really we are all in deep agreement. It is this deep agreement that I seek to uncover and from where I wish to live. It is where the real conversation takes place. It is already here. I weep because outside of that agreement is a desolate land where words are blown like dust and do not reach the heart. How can we meet within the real? How can I remove your suffering?

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Presence of Light

We all have Wounds
and we try to conceal them from Light;
We bandage them tightly
and say “Don’t touch me there!
Don’t even look –
It will hurt
too
much”

You can spend a whole life time
in fear
of being tender.
Don’t be afraid
of becoming undone.

The truth,
when perfectly revealed,
will release you fully
to heal
the deepest
source
of Longing.

What do you long for?

If you stop to listen
for even one moment,
You will feel
the Presence of Light
against every atom
of Being.

We can find a thousand reasons
to resist the Soul’s embrace

Secretly we know
that

Only this Love –
relentlessly seeking our softness;
flowing toward us
in wave after Luminous wave –
can dissolve all the Pain
we mistakenly held on to
in this long
lonely Dream.

We hide behind walls of grief
for we know
we will be lost
in the infinite of Loving
when we surrender
the need
to be separate.

It’s time to let go of our shadows;

The purest freedom comes
from allowing
Love

Don’t run away,
be opened by the sweetness;
abandon the self completely
to your burning Heart:

G-d
has been waiting there,
since the first spark of Life,
to immerse your whole Being
so tenderly
in Light

~

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Only Reflections

When I was a child,
feeling the goodness
in me,
in you,
in all things,
I looked to you to confirm it

I poured all my love
into people who were
Incredibly lost. People
who never felt deeply
all hearts share a truth.

People hurt others
when they are hurting
They don’t understand
who they are.
People make boxes
then sit in them,
shouting loudly.

They are really afraid
of light. And sometimes
do terrible things.

You taught me
to be ashamed.
You said goodness
is something out there
something that we are not.
This is what you had learnt.
You said you know
that Love is a lie.

You confused me so much.
It’s okay. I accept you.
There is nothing to forgive
Everyone is doing their best

You made me look
at being a person.
Thank you. It broke me
again and again.
But something is still here.

When we get broken
it makes an opening, for light.
I understand now
how terribly lonely you must be.

It’s time to change direction
and pour all our love into truth,
I will not be ashamed
if it doesn’t come back.

There is no return of light –
only reflections.

When I give my love to truth
it’s flowing in to you, too.
You are truth.
You don’t need to know about it

One day, we will all be free.

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Fall into Your Love

Is there something wrong
with the truth of a child –
that we must teach her
how to be human? If she is wise
she will spend the rest of her life
trying to forget.
She will want to be G-d.

The purity I know,
the place where we come from,
does not go away. It’s here.
But i’m sometimes afraid to look
into the eyes of a child,
lest she should see doubt in me –
all the horror written there;

Lest she be infected with shame,
with the thoughts that come after
life happens. When we forget G-d.
Oh we become so disturbed.
Don’t change little one, keep your truth;
Fall into your love. Be as you are.

~

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Closer, Deeper, Lighter (a song)

If you lose your way
don’t be afraid
For the love in you
will keep you safe…

I know it’s hard
to see sometimes
But the light in you
will be your guide…
_
and i’m coming closer and closer and closer to you…x4
_
If it seems too dark
just close your eyes
for the light that’s real
is deep inside…
_
So still your heart
and quiet your mind
The love that’s true
you’re sure to find…
_
and i’m listening deeper and deeper and deeper to you…x4
_
Your tears are prayers
they open space
For deeper truth
and higher grace…

Be sweet your sorrow
soft your pain
Be open heart
and pure your name…
_
and i’m being lighter and lighter and lighter in you.. x4
_

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Path to G-d

If you haven’t come to speak about love
then i don’t want to hear.
There is enough talk of shame,
of lost ones, fallen.
The G-d I know
never turned a soul away
who said one word: please.

I am through with courage
through with wisdom
through with strength and skill.
If there isn’t a place for everyone
I have already gone.

Forget about everything
but grace.
No flower needs to make an effort
to be beautiful.
There is a simple truth.
It isn’t learnt.

I’ve lost interest in everything
but love.
Say nothing. Don’t speak it.
Words make shadows.
Don’t even touch the path to G-d
It’s far too dangerous for lovers.
Stop.
Listen.
You don’t need to do anything
to be here.

Tell me about the Love
that is happening now.
Light is not a secret
I want to feel it inside you:
How there is no distance
between us at all.

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Long Time Coming

The moon is beautiful
and sometimes
a long time coming.

She is not always as close
or full as this night,
she draws my burning heart
to reflect the purest longing.

The light which has been hidden
will be revealed,
it’s spilling over, waiting.

Consume me with your truth;
Bless the weeping
face turned upwards:
The mistakes I have made,
may they be your becoming

Every moment that I forget you
or ask you to look away,
let it hurt me so deeply,
pain me even more than this.

Break me open, let there be no rest
until have emptied into you completely.

Show me where I did wrong,
don’t be kind.
Give me the courage
to make everything right;

I’ll be here waiting, watching,
listening for you all night.

The darkness is radiant,
pours my heart into the deepest places

Suspended in grace
I die unto the love once more
Dawn comes, lost in praying,
Keep me with you,
Keep me with you today.

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I Call This Love

True love can not be whispered
with even the most pleasing of words,
For the love which can be whispered
has been given name and shape ,a beginning, an end
and the love which I have known to be true
is formless.

The truth which can be spoken of
is not the real truth,
For that which is spoken is ever changing like the wind
and the ones who speak shift endlessly like desert sand;
the truth which I could promise to tell you so sweetly
may taste bitter on your own soft lips.

One may perform a thousand kind gestures
from the deepest core of the purest heart,
but even this can not be called love;
For love can not be done or undone, nor given nor received:
Love is the unbound space from which all arises
and in which all movement occurs.

If I could give love a name
I would call it truth
and I would call truth love;
For what I have discovered
is that there is no truth which could not be witnessed as love,
neither a love which could be dismissed as untrue.

You tell me that I do not know about love
and neither could I know of such things;
But just as surely as nothing can truly be shared,
the stardust singing in me is the same that dances in you;
And when all that was ever thought has been forgotten,
a certain harmony will be revealed.

There is a place from which galaxies are born,
empty of all that could be known,
We will meet there – before this so clumsily touched
and I will know you by your light;

By the absence of that which is not.

I call this love,
all being united – in naked, resplendent, perfection.

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Spirit is Born

I shall stay awake all night
sitting within my own stillness.
I shall listen for the echo of the drum beat
then journey to its source.
I shall return to that place from which the heart whispers;
Where lovers reveal moonlight secrets:
where spirit is born.

At dawn I will go out
into the unbroken day.
I shall walk lightly with clear eyes and an open heart
so that I will be present to receive your blessings
with the awareness that they deserve.
I shall bathe in the music of new beginnings
and bear witness to the mysteries you have revealed.

When the world stirs I will turn to face you and say “YES!
and YES!” because I am not afraid to give myself completely
whilst honouring my own sweet truth;
So that each step is a humble offering
to adorn your dance.
I shall empty my mind to receive what we had always known
then bow down to honour your beauty.

I will remember yesterday’s sorrows
only for the wisdom which they taught.
And what was not given with love I shall set aside:-
Liberating our ancient hurts
to be returned to that place from which the heart whispers;
Where lovers create sun-kissed futures
and spirit is born

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The Warrior

I ask the warrior, for what does he fight?
He bows down low before me
then draws near with searching eyes:

“I stand in a place beyond imagination
where answers hold no truth.”

So I ask what calls him, to have travelled so far?
He looks in each direction
then lifts up his arms:

“I am nowhere that can be measured
the journey is not of distance but of light”

So I ask again, “Then tell me, for whom do you fight?”
He steps forward to touch me and shines in the night:

“I fight the known for the unknown to be free,
I fight fear so that love can wholly be.
I fight illusions for the sleeping ones to see
I fight ignorance so that I can become we.

This battle is for consciousness,
for all who breathe and live.
My soul must travel onwards
for my heart is moved to give.”

His words make me ache with remembering,
he has reached the deep depths of my past.
His eyes force my tears to flow strongly
and I bow down to join him at last.

~

© October 2008

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Seekers of Light

We long to send our spirits up – To soar above the sky
Yet our tiny hearts will tremble  – All the faster when we try

We would be steadfast warriors  – With intentions made of gold
Yet our human ways will stumble –  On the same mistakes of old
Invisible threads connect us  – In ways we don’t perceive
Yet we imagine we are separate  – And alone the ‘I’ must grieve

In darkness we find lightness  – As healing grows through pain
Then we see in one another –  The beauty and the shame
We carry deep within us  – The source of all that is
Yet we struggle in confusion  – Imperfect incomplete

Intelligence misleads us  – It feeds the ego mind
In the search for truth and wisdom  – We can’t know the things we find
Our questions lead us higher  – Then throw us to the ground
It isn’t ‘till the asker fades –  That nothing can be found

In the stillness of the night time  – By the language of the wild
We pass through the fear that bound us –  To reclaim the dreaming child
In dancing and in music  – And In the simple joy to be
In the quiet understanding –  That we share we can be free

We breathe light toward the centre –  As we ride upon the wave
To cry and laugh as love transforms us  – Humble gentle brave

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