She Wonders

she spiraled with abandon into the wild waves of her heart
swirling colors round the moon she sailed past the stars
where she saw dragons heal earth and the wicked men suffer;
how will I walk?, she wonders, how will I be happy on the land?
for I am swimming with unicorns and sailing through the sand

Dreams of a Child

I can barely look upon what I was yesterday or years ago
though I believed by angels the pretty masks were worn
and I’d entertain them with poems to imitate their beauty
yet I was never any of them, not light, not even shadows
just a child’s dream, we adults are but dreams of a child

neither the dusk nor the rosy dawn nor the ghost was I
yet so many lies have filled my heart and feeble mind
I told myself in smiles that betrayed a true lover’s kind,
wiles more cunning than the rising and the falling stars,
identity more consistent than a sun’s eternal repertoire,
making me feel like being alive was half a lonely rhyme

soon will be the day of judgment and my kingdom come
a turning of the tide will arise against my makeshift home
to fall as the walls of towers in the great Flood’s storm
for the wild storm is my heart and soul writhing in pain
trying to pour Love into dreams too imaginary to contain.

Love into Every Atom Spinning

all my days the waves have broken upon my quiet lonely shores
and the water weary of my tears would leave me standing forlorn

mind paralyzed by fear of the heavens dancing with passionate sea
mixing sun with seashells and the moon whose mirrors only seem;

My Love, the storm arrived today to break this frightening glass
into a billion sandy pieces crashed illusions between our souls

and the oceans stole them all, every grain upon my coast is lost
sinking to the bottom of the careless salty sea to be forgotten
finding tiny places to hide falling deeper into dark and rotten;

now our hearts freely dive into our river streams’ awakening
lullabies playing with the windy rhythm of our trees breathing
inhaling Spirit into universe and Love into every atom spinning

Water Falling Through the Cage of a Dove

I invoke the spirits of the wild seas
and all the forces of uneasy heavens,
please shatter within me every illusion,
freedom from every lie I’ve told before
who falsifies the ebb and flow of being;

set me free to discover oceans profound
that my beloved might still recognize me
and not appear in false posture as before;
a form that cannot ever contain this love
water falling through the cage of a dove

in the middle of a salty ocean I thirst
for love that teaches how living is first
how to ride with the whales in the waves
laughing as the sun retires from my days
making way for the deathly light of moon

O give me courage to be born until I die
allow me to see heaven open his wide eyes
for I have seen him before in ancient dreams
we’ve made love as one in the astrals unseen
far from home, far from what’s earthly been

Reflection

We bounded up, he first and I second,
Until, through a round opening, I saw
Some of the lovely things the heavens hold:
 
From there we came out to see once more the stars.


Dante, Inferno, Canto XXXIV

I know where you are going, my love,
I wanted to protect you from its fires
where you feared you’d burn to ashes
but you escaped me as if I were you:
mirror, mirror on the bedroom wall
you will remain there reflecting all;
are you still running from hot illusion
or are you now emerging from it’s hell?
but whether you cross ashes or the flame
either to become phoenix or forgotten name
the gods within will never us untimely tell.

Oblivious

But like infection is the petty thought: it creeps and hides, and wants to be nowhere–until the whole body is decayed and withered by the petty infection… Thus spoke Zarathustra.


Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

as if a hundred little fish in the sky are singing
radio waves ringing to keep anxious minds afloat
upon petty tunes popular popping corks in the ocean
pretending to support those wounded mental bones
and by some strange magic that driftwood survives
without fear, without awe, without wondering why
for death’s embrace is their most willing surrender
flowing in a sea of living love they can’t remember.

Love Be the Dragon (Poem)

I love you as sure as the rivers swirl into the sea
and I don’t have to wonder if you’ll ever see me,
for we meet upon the ethereal plains ever wandering
from human lovers into majestic dragon transforming
how many times we’ve kissed beneath double moonlight
even when hissing Saturn sun glares us his sight
you hold me inside the darker reaches of that night

Love Be The Dragon

1. Shame and guilt are sibling twins, both born in love and raised by fear – and they spend their adult lives burying their parents in their own blindness.

2. When people feel stuck in life it is usually due to shame or guilt. The obsession with a past action or thought that seems now to be unjust, inappropriate or wrong conceals the motivation of that action. That the regretful past action occurred out of fear escapes them. And what escapes them even more is that there is love hidden behind the protective body of their fear. All of this stuff gets completely buried not only one’s own lifetime, but in generations of lifetimes. The individual sadly only sees and feels the surface shame and guilt and doesn’t even become aware of the fear and love buried beneath, unless of course the individual has a spiritual awakening – a miraculous – and very painful disorienting process.

3. Shame, guilt, regret: all hide and thus prevent open inquiry, self-discovery, the realization that you have acted out fear because you love. Society loves to promote this low vibrational emotions because it keeps the individual in a slave-like posture within its own systems. It is the feeling of powerless you recognize in yourself.

4. Fear is not the opposite of love. Fear is an expression of love that believes itself to be weak and impotent. An animal acts out in fear when it feels threatened. What in you feels threatened when you act in fear? Ask yourself: What are you trying to protect? What do you love? Chances are you have forgotten.

5. When we are born, we have forgotten our soul. We begin again on the material plane, but we carry with us burdens beyond measure which will surface in good measure as fear, shame, and guilt. None of this is conscious, for we have forgotten our soul and the soul forgotten is the mind who believes the way is clear.

6. The soul (Greek, psyche) is not breath or some living anima. Your soul is a living universal consciousness that most of us don’t even recall, let alone have explored.

7. Plato describes our state of awareness in his famous cave metaphor. Yet, as famous as it is, no one understands it because they spend more time thinking it is a clever philosophical presentation. It is impossible to feel the sunlight if you stay in the house. It is impossible to feel poetry in your soul if you don’t open your heart.

8. Knowledge will not give you self awareness. You could read every book ever written. You could spend hours studying ancient texts and religious scriptures, but you will get nowhere if you cannot sit with yourself and witness who you are, not with your eyes, your ears, your taste, your touch, but with your heart.

9. The heart is the seat of wisdom and the seat of truth. The mind is only a filter for heart energy, a translation, an intellectual analysis of its song.

10. The mind wishes to judge songs, not to enjoy them. It will only allow the songs it judges positively. The mind never wants to learn, for by itself it contains no desire, no wonder, no longing.

11. You can tell when someone’s heart is blocked or closed either because you can see auras or because they show no curiosity, no passion for anything around them or within them. The ones who run from distraction to distraction – they are building a wall around their heart.

12. Modern society celebrates the closure of the heart. It is how you “get things done”.

13. Slowing down the pace of life is essential if you wish to deeply master something, whether that be an art, hobby, or career. But most people have no time for that. And the suffering continues.

14. Modern society has no time or patience for love. Love will turn your world upside down and inside out – it will systematically or maybe even chaotically remove every lie or concealment in your life. All will fall and you will not be able to resist the power of that storm.

15. No man and no woman is ever ready for love. Love will take you and lead you back to yourself and while at first it will seem like it is destroying you, you will soon realize that you were the one destroying you before love pierced your heart. Love is just hear to remove the destruction and start you out once again, free as a bird, light as a feather, swift as the wind.

16. There is no opposite of love. We like to think that there is an opposite, because it satisfies our need for duality, division, and even hate. We imagine we know what love is when are not yet pierced by the arrows of love, which is an awakening of the soul. And many become bitter about their idea of love, because it has never has served them well. And it will never serve them because what they think as being love isn’t it all.

17. There is light even in the darkest of places. And the tiniest speck of light is no less significant from the speck that is our sun in the infinite universe. Only love can help you see this, the beauty and majesty of all beings. Namaste.

18. For as long as mankind has ruled upon this earth, we have generally agreed with the idea that punishment is an appropriate form of justice. It doesn’t matter the crime or the offense, we think we need to return it in kind or in greater than kind. But even though there are those who see that there is gold in the darkest parts of earth, humanity has not yet found a way to allow that gold to be brought to the surface. It remains trapped there as they walk and spit upon what conceals it.

19. Science, knowledge, education will offer no real change within the human heart who is lost in darkness. What such a one requires is an inspiration of the light that is living within them. Nothing else: not money, not food, not shelter, not celebrity visitations will help them to transform their lives.

20. If you want to give to people, give first to yourself. You cannot be light for others if you don’t know how to be that for yourself. If love is not overflowing as an ocean through you and into what is outside you, you do not yet see infinite abundance, and therefore you do not yet stand in love.

21. There are too many people trying to do good things in order to feel good about themselves. This is not love. It is called co-dependence and ego trips. It further enslaves and debilitates everyone involved.

22. There is not a single book that will enlighten you to yourself. Every book is the author’s epitaph or autobiography, not yours.

23. Getting to know yourself does not mean figuring out what career you want to pursue or what kind of hobbies you are good at. Those are just results of getting to know yourself. Who you are doesn’t depend on what you do. What you do depends on who you are. So what are you doing and what does it say about who you are?

24. There are many people who think “going with the flow” means being mindless, buffeted from one wave to the next. In other words, they forsake their own will and consciousness. Such an attitude often poses as being enlightened, but it is actually the extreme opposite of enlightened – it is a surrendering to death; for a surrendering of one’s will and life force energy is a conscious act of spiritual suicide.


25. To love oneself includes loving one’s will. Because love of self is a union (yoga) of the divine Self which is God and God’s will. The true “going with the flow” is going with the divine will and aligning with it.

26. In the Yoga Sutras there is an entire chapter devoted to the special powers that emerge out of practicing this union with the divine. We moderns find the chapter to be very strange and hard to believe, much like we find Jesus walking on water hard to believe. Most of us pass it off as some kind of metaphor and imaginary rhetoric designed to influence the masses. I will only say that our disbelief betrays the massive ignorance we commit against ourselves on a daily basis.

27. Modern popular science is identical to blind religious faith and just as ignorant.

28. Even those who consider themselves to artistic are more scientifically minded than creative. They are also quite immersed in public relation strategies.

29. What is more important to you: What you are expressing or the way you are expressing it?

30. I distrust people who are obsessed with form and presentation more than they are with what they are forming and presenting.

31. There are poets and readers of poetry who enjoy words more than who is speaking the words. They don’t even know that such a being exist and even if they do have an inclination, it is not without a good deal of loathing.

32. The ancient authors always began their writings with invocations to a muse or deity. This was not just formulaic. How you can you write or express from within your true self without invoking the gods or spirits who empower you to do so? You say you don’t have such empowerment. I say you just don’t notice.

33. When you complete a work of art, make sure you thank that powers that have illuminated your expression inside of you. Gratitude is not just for posturing, but for reminding yourself of who you truly are.

34. From love is born all flowers, all trees, all animals, all humans, all universes. From love, is born all things mighty and strong and wild. There is a misconception that love is weakness and to feel love is weakness. This is what men have been taught for many generations and that is why they suffer and act out of fear when faced with feelings of true love.

35. False love and co-dependence fit into our ordinary lives inside society, making us feel comfortable and secure. But those loves are weak and filled with fear, fear of loss, fear of abandonment, and fear of betrayal.

36. True love is so strong that neither distance nor disagreement destroys it. True love is the ultimate super power and gives birth to all the others. It is a dragon who burns all shame and guilt and regret to ash and forgetfulness.

I love you as sure as the rivers swirl into the sea
and I don’t have to wonder if you’ll ever see me,
for we meet upon the ethereal plains ever wandering
from human lovers into majestic dragon transforming
how many times we’ve kissed beneath double moonlight
even when hissing Saturn sun glares us his sight
you hold me inside the darker reaches of that night

Free from Together Love

there is a surface edge of this rich earth
that’s been torn away far from all the rest
where arrogating intellects have taken root
blossoms quick to take shape as they are told
the vain ones worship these their mindful molds
through which they judge all the others same
boys closing the door to their own simple hearts
and the pretty girls strive be as wicked smart
yet they still read apart “on Mars” and “on Venus”
a doctrine feeding this sick and poisoned reason
for a separation explanation seems an easy peace
to free them from this bifurcated ugly place
but what it only frees is from their together Love