Sorrow

Sorrow runs deep.
It lies at the bottom of our awareness…
Buried under the many layers
of dress and sparkle that we’ve deemed
imperative to shroud ourselves in…
Just so that we may never
Catch a glimpse of sorrow naked.

But to stand before it
And not run away from its nakedness
is to face a gnawing discomfort and
to question your self-awareness…
It is to finally ask the question:
How can I truly know happiness
If I refuse to learn from my sorrow?

When in sorrow’s grip,
we willingly surrender our ignorance…
that we had childishly dressed up as knowledge.
We know nothing. Our speculations
are not a path to the truth.
They are but a conjuring up
of an alternate reality.

Sorrow is the ultimate portal
To a higher dimension..
It is a call to grow deeper roots…
To stand as we are, where we are…
To be in conversation with God
To seek freedom from desire…
Even from the desire to escape sorrow.

What is the Heart Afraid of?

Why is the heart afraid
Of darkness?
Why is the heart afraid
Of the unknown?
Why is the heart afraid
To take chances?

What does it stand to lose
By challenging existence?
Will it lose its gratitude?
Wisdom?
Restraint?
Will it lose a grip on life itself?

But what is life?
Is it the freedom to be?
The freedom to make-believe?
Is it suffering?
An entanglement?
Or an illusion?

How strange it is
That life cannot be known.
It’s a mystery.
It can only be lived.
It can only be experienced.
Sometimes in the light; sometimes in darkness.

Sometimes in action;
Sometimes in passivity.
Sometimes in isolation;
Sometimes in longing.
Sometimes desiring an end;
Sometimes an eternal continuity.

The heart is afraid
Because it must after all,
Venture into life alone and bravely.
Without the cleverness of thought.
It must come to see that it doesn’t need architecture;
That it exists in the realm of surrender and possibility.

Guilt

Guilt is dark. It entraps you.
It’s a shadow that engulfs you.
You can ignore it
But it follows you everywhere.
The eternal accompaniment
To expectations pinned on you.

But which you?
The one that thinks, feels, senses…
The jeeva.
Forever tormented into making a choice
And then being doomed
For having made it.

To conquer this induced guilt
One must transcend conditional relationships
That no longer nurture.
Isolation then is not a punishment
But a necessary outcome of growth.
Emotionalism must never pretend to be true emotion.

In a world obsessed with fictions
Persist in your search for the real.
Beyond name and form
Seek truth. Seek light.
Walk out of the cave.
Guilt is dark. It entraps you.

The Cross “I” Bear

The weight of an “I”
is too much
to bear for a lifetime.
An aberration of the self,
the “I” wishes to become everything
it is ignorant of being.

“I” is the first violation
of the principle of the self,
which is that: it is the self
only when it is not for the self.
Yet we live our lives
in perpetual want.

With every purchase
we invest in our poverty.
With every relationship
we extend the misery of our longing.
With every prayer for protection
we chip away our faith.

The “I” is a myth
for what it means
to be human.
A being in search of
what it means to simply be-
Alive. Existing. Discovering.

Liberate Yourself

Liberate yourself
From the patterns of the mind
From self-doubt, worry and circuitous thought.
The mind is a self-enclosed space
It won’t take you anywhere
Beyond the illusions and stories it creates.

Liberate yourself
From a false education
That makes you believe the myth
Of The Powerful, The Successful,
The Great and the Best
And tells you that you must serve
These false Gods.

Liberate yourself
From petty desires…from hunger
Free of desire and greed,
you will commit no wrong.
The search for validation
Is the most regressive thing
For the spiritually awakened.

Liberate yourself
For no God, no Guru,
No rock concert, no art
No currency, no stock market
No institution, no government…
Nothing created by the mind of man
Can liberate you.

All Silences Aren’t the Same

Our feelings are often more complex
Than what our words can express.
Language has its limitations;
Words fall short.
Without words, the feeling
Now recognised, but unexpressed
Creates a dimension of stillness.
In that stillness
Silence re-enters your life…
Not as fear
Not as indifference
Not as a flimsy reverence
To a false greatness
But as wisdom.

Life Needs You

What do you do
When the road ahead
Is neither familiar
Nor clear to the eye?
Do you take the road
You’ve always taken?
Or, do you continue
Down this unfamiliar road
Relying on the faith
That life will convey you
Where you are meant to be?

One poses the risk of reaching
Nowhere beyond the known…
The other, poses the risk
Of the new being disastrous.
If the roads that we walk on
Are paved by the decisions
We take every moment, every day
Trust in your ability to choose well
Existence tends to favour the brave
After all, life is also seeking
Self-discovery through you.

Trust The Pain of Not Knowing

Suspend your judgement
Be open to learning
Don’t pretend to know
Before you come to know.
Read life; question the books
Resist the temptation to become knowledgeable
Refuse to learn what is taught.

To learn, one must surrender
And have faith that such surrender
Will not be in vain
For even though you may appear foolish
And lose much.
Knowledge will live within you as light
Not as vacuousness or regret.

Why Do You Stay?

Why do you stay?
Why do you continue on this way?
Why haven’t you sought out ‘the better’?
Is it because you’re committed?
Is it because you have nowhere else to go?
Is it because you have no other desire?
Is it because you’re comfortable?
Or is it because you’re still trying to understand
What is it that you seek?

The difficulties you’re dealing with
The roadblocks that keep you from reaching
The challenges you meet everyday
And the battles you’ve got to fight
The theft of your time and your energy
The questions raised on your worth and value
Why do they fail to deter you?
Why are you still here? What are you seeking?
Why do you stay?

Journeys

Do we pass through?
Do we arrive at?
Do we return to?
Or, do we revert to?

Perhaps the true purpose of change
Is to reach the changeless.

This is a passing through…
An arrival…
A return…
And a revert to…

A journey re-acquaints you
With yourself.