Flame

             

  The gul mohur in bloom lights up the sky -   

            Flame of the forest, living witness of the wonder underlying all creation.

                Unless you are blind, you cannot deny the beauty and the joy expressed by Nature,

               with no fanfare or fuss, all around us, every day.

               Let this flame burn up your ego --dissolve your mind.

               And then you will experience the infinite perfection and serenity 

              at the centre

              of it all.

Mahamaya

O brother, you lost your way again in the pursuit of an eternal personal  bliss.
You got tangled in the leaves and branches, and never found the root.
You saw heavens in your fantasies, feared hells in your dreams,
sought pleasure without pain, light without darkness.
Another ride on the merry-go-round...for the thousandth time...all because you missed the point.
The queen of illusion seduced you with her charms.
Dragged by your desire for eternity, you fell into her trap.
Don't worry..its just another dream, another movie.
Until you get tired of all the movies and surrender totally.
Let her devour you..and lo! she disappears like a cloud blown away by the wind.
Now the Real is revealed like the rising sun.

Glad Gratitude

Awakening every morning, my heart gives thanks for this new day.
With every breath I take, I sing praise to the Mystery, and am grateful for the miracle of life.
Every night before I fall asleep, I thank the Universe for its never-failing care and blessings...so much to be thankful for in all my 57 years. From my heart, I thank all the many living beings...people, animals, rivers, trees, mountains , seas...who have blessed me with love and compassion.
Above all, I give thanks to the Great Ones for opening my eyes: now,wherever I look, I see the beauty and the magic underlying everything and marvel at the wonder of it all.
This world is a trick...a Hall of Mirrors. The eye's the thing: everything changes depending on which eye you see through.
Sad  eye sees only gloom and depression.
Fearful eye sees terror and despair.
Angry eye sees threats and violence looming.
Paranoid eye sees Hell all around.
Selfish eye sees only problems in a sea of self-pity.
Open heart eye sees the true infinite love and joy that is the source and the substance of everything.
Hallelujah! Praise be!

What can I fear or feel sad about if I am infinity?

Music

Listen to the lightsongs now, there's music in the air
Deep inside the Heart of all, a single note is heard.
The stars dance in ecstasy, sweet singing everywhere
The rhythm is the melody, the keynote is the Word.

Music flows like water, clashing thunder, swishing rain
Trumpets high and bells and gongs, so divine that liquid flute.
Every atom plays its chord, every cell sings its refrain,
Listen with the inner ear when the gabbling mind is mute.

Music is the shortcut, the easy way to fly
To arch like a rainbow making love to the sun.
Shiver with that resonance, melt in that harmony
Join the chorus of angels in praise of the One

Be player and instrument, drumbeat and twanging string
You are listener and musician, both, the singer and the song.
Drunk with that joy, no words can say: the music is the thing
Nothing to do but listen -and let your heart just sing along!

The Song of You and Me.

When you are me,
And I am you,
And we are nothing flowing into everything,
Who can speak of “love “ or “ gratitude” or “giving” or “receiving”?

Contentment is drinking tea
And watching the sky
And wondering at the everchanging masterpiece
Reflected in the everchanging Eye
Of the Divine Artist
Who is the painter and the painting,
the sculptor and the statue,
the singer and the song.
Is this deep peace not our home,
where we truly belong?

Love overflows like an endless ocean that reaches every shore.
And the greatest wisdom is to truly know nothing anymore.
So what is there to do or say ? Just be!
And flow like a river gentle to the sea.
This is the sweet dance of you and me.

Blue Sky

In a clear blue sky, a jagged streak of lightning is a sudden, instantaneous flash of awareness.
In the inner sky, thought clouds float and disappear, blown before the mantra wind.
Like a mother's womb, the empty blue space contains all creation.
Clouds appear, change shape, float by and disappear.
Blue sky remains untouched, unchanged, forever.
Now imagine if  the infinite sky forgot its true identity
And identified itself with a cloud.
Experiencing birth and growth and movement and change and annihilation
As its life-story.
This is what has happened to you.
You have lost your way in cloud-land.
You, who were infinite perfect sky, have fallen again and again into the deception of the projected " I"
and go from cloud to cloud in endless lifetimes of pleasure and pain.
Wake up! Return home.
Be your true Self....in sweet infinite blue ecstasy!
Be the empty sky and be free!