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Life’s True Calling

Life, that is ever free

Becomes imprisoned within

The walls of the human mind.

Ego, attachment, desire and fear

Do not allow it to move freely…

To come and go-

Without being subject to

Ownership, design, desire…

And moral confusion.

We trap life.

We want it to serve

Our limited sense of self.

But life that is creative and ever new

Will have nothing to do with our staleness.

Itself, free of the past

And open to the future;

Without memory and desire,

It uses time and the illusion of persistence

To create the conditions

By which we come to desire

Our own end.

Can we learn

To meet life with pure presence?

Can we come to see

That the treadmill of the mind

Is not life?

That it has no name,

No designation, no agenda

No attachments, no conditions

That your wish

May be its command,

But not its true calling.

 

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Undisturbed

Do not be intimidated by a blow.

Do not be crippled by doubt.

Do not lose your faith

In the face of obstacles.

Do not hand over

Your courage to fear.

Do not break up with truth

To accommodate a lie.

Do not let opinions

Douse your spark.

 

Forgoing your essence

Is not a virtue;

It’s a weakness.

Immorality proceeds

From our forgetting

That we are protected by a reality

That stands over and above appearances;

And that stands outside the bounds of

Perception, emotion and intelligence.

Stay intact. Stay whole. Stay undisturbed.

 

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No Leftovers

That which I need most

Is unavailable to me

Not because of someone else’s

Carelessness or lack of love

But ironically,

Because of my own.

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Innate

Happiness

Wealth and

Power

 

Are innate

 

They cannot be acquired from the world.

They are hidden in three capacities

Within you:

 

Dedication

Sacrifice and

Service.

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Unshackled

How much

Should I break loose

To reclaim my heart

So that I may feel

The emotions trapped

Behind your polite words

And your cultured gestures;

That have mastered

The art of concealment.

Our words no longer convey

The truth of our feelings;

Our faces no longer express

The naivety of our excitements;

Our humanness is disguised

By the fashion of sophisticated ideas,

That awe us into believing

Their claims of truth.

Their artistry may have garnered me an image;

But I have lost the sensation of touch

You and I stand unreal to ourselves.

How can I free myself;

So that I can then free you?

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Read Between The Lines

Read between the lines

To know that every story

Is a tale of love or loss or achievement;

And like with everything

That is told or expressed

There is feeling…hope…intention

And a desire to be heard

And understood.

Sustenance for the individual

Depends on validation

And a pronouncement of self

In a world that can be cruel

In its ignorance of that

Which can’t be seen, heard or felt

Even if it occupies the same vastness

In which love and loss

Hope and despair

Everything and nothing

Coexist.

The story you must remember,

Is only that which you can at present-

Understand.

 

 

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Be Discreet

Be discreet

About your feelings

Not everyone is connected with you.

 

Be discreet

About your opinions

They may belittle someone’s cherished values.

 

Be discreet

About sharing your joys

Not everyone has the heart-space to accommodate them.

 

Be discreet

About your wins

They may make someone feel like a loser.

 

Be discreet

About your losses.

They may allow someone to exploit your vulnerabilities.

 

Be discreet

About your power

Its potency is lost on exposure.

 

Be discreet

About your world…

Because you don’t live in it; it lives within you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Three Questions

Your self-worth

Cannot be worthily determined

By yardsticks and expectations

Laid out by other people

Or by perceptions that are not framed by you;

Your worth ought to be self-measured.

 

Ask yourself:

Where abides your faith?

The creation of which value

Can you take responsibility for?

And wherein lies

Your greatest treasure?

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When the Conversation Ends…

It’s not enough somehow

To be in a relationship…

The relationship must also

Become the mirror

Through which

You can come to see

All that remains unresolved

Suppressed and hidden

Within you.

 

Your doubts, your fears

Your memories, your pain

Need to be met face to face

Only so that

You can leave them behind.

Relationships must be embraced

Only so that you can eventually

Come to be free of the expectations

That orchestrated the relating.

 

The purpose of relationships

Is to break down

The myths you carry

Within you, about yourself

So that you may come to see

That you were never in need

Even as you searched for validation

To assert your independence

Disowning your own ignorance.

 

A good relationship

Is founded on love and faith

It’s a journey that will end in absolution;

And a dissolution

Of all that makes you partial.

You must, in and through it

Come to experience

The disappearance of all

That is unreal.

 

Leave behind the words

Allow the promises to play out

Be grateful for the tall praises

Forget the short, biting remarks

Understand that relationships

Exist on the tides of time

When the conversation ends

Allow yourself

To rest in silence.

 

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Talking Loudly

Might is not a power

You make known

By trampling on thoughts

That disagree with your own.

 

It’s not an aggressive force

But a capacity…a strength

That allows you to stand self-assured

Even if circumstances are unfavourable

 

Knowing fully well that

That which stands before you

Is not an adversary

But a friend

 

Who- if you have faith-

Will help you

Rise above the challenge encountered

With an uplifting grace.

 

It’s your faith

That is silent, but mighty.

Your impatience is a weakness

Talking loudly.