If you’re searching
For yourself,
Look beneath
The pause
Between thought
And no-thought.
And make sure
To bring your light.
It can get
Dark in there.
path to being
The you
That you will be next
Is likely waiting
In the space between
Stillness and not-thinking.
Go quick!
Walk onto the ocean’s chest
With your ears.
Step slowly, deeply.
Relax your other senses
Inside the pause
Between the rise and fall
Of its heartbeat.
Then let go.
Drop your heart
In the roaring invitation
To listen,
To see,
To feel,
The music of newness
In every wet.
This morning,
I left the idea
Of myself behind
And stumbled inside
The unknowing of
Our becoming.
Block the vision
Of the mind
To see Life as it is.
Rest the constructing hands
Of the ego
And touch
The raw materials
Of pure consciousness.
When I open
The hand of thought,
My mantra slips out
And I fall
Into the mind
Of endless peace.
Now, I have
No more hands
To hold onto anything with.
I can get used to
This empty-handedness.
I try to contain
Love’s ever-expanding movement
With my mind
And I could not hold it.
So, I apologize in advance
When it spills all over you.
Every now and again
Time takes a vacation
And disappears from
The eyes of our awareness
Into the heart of our purpose
Turning our actions into
Time itself.
So, if you are intent
On knowing the time
Be love to all you can find.
Would you dare
To let your truth
Fall into the
All-embracing arms
Of Life’s call to you?
Nature is pregnant
With a kinder humanity.
She will give birth
Any day now.
Don’t be concerned
About who the
Father is
Just take good care of her.
