Do not be afraid to
plumb
the
depths
of your Being,
of Truth;
to question
everything
you
have
learned
plumb
the
depths
of your Being,
of Truth;
to question
everything
you
have
learned
Take the journey deeply inward
to your beginnings – and endings;
to the Silent hum
in the Heart
of all Life
that sings,
and
see
for
your
self.
to your beginnings – and endings;
to the Silent hum
in the Heart
of all Life
that sings,
and
see
for
your
self.
There are many caravans to follow,
those aspiring to "enlighten" you
with their words,
left like firewood to light your way,
along the road…
But only in Sacred Silence can the journey be made
to the Heart of Being;
to discover the depths of Being ~
of That which you are;
That which wants to
*live*,
express,
and love
those aspiring to "enlighten" you
with their words,
left like firewood to light your way,
along the road…
But only in Sacred Silence can the journey be made
to the Heart of Being;
to discover the depths of Being ~
of That which you are;
That which wants to
*live*,
express,
and love
Here
Do not let fear stop your descent
into the inner Vastness:
the
deep Ocean
of the awakened
Heart…
into the inner Vastness:
the
deep Ocean
of the awakened
Heart…
Be still,
and open…
and open…
Follow the plumb line
of your breath,
past the Furies and the Sirens
into the soft ebullience
of Love…
and quiet Joy
waiting for you,
like ethereal
liquid pools
of Light
drawing
you
in
Rest Here
In
the
depths
of
this
Alive
Silent
Spacious
Awareness
Alive
Silent
Spacious
Awareness
Listen to the endless
Rhythm already
holding
you
in the cradle
Rhythm already
holding
you
in the cradle
of the Heart…
Feel
the
pervasive
contentment
of Life
the
pervasive
contentment
of Life
Here
in
the
depths of
Sacred
Silence,
in
the
depths of
Sacred
Silence,
that animates
every cell,
every atom,
every sound,
every thought,
every feeling ~
until you *know*
THIS
*as*
your
Self
every cell,
every atom,
every sound,
every thought,
every feeling ~
until you *know*
THIS
*as*
your
Self
Simply Living…
Mystic Meandering
April 17, 2012
April 17, 2012
Art: Craypas Oil sticks
2010
I have almost not enough words for offering THANKS for this... it touches me so deeply, as it's been a time of difficult days just now. I've been offline a bit--like, you know... ;o) LOVELY art work, Christine--it looks like antique, Italian marbled paper... ((HUGS))
ReplyDeleteThank you Tracy... Yes, I know... Things are unraveling here big time. (just read your wonderful post!) I love how you speak of it as "pieces of the fabric of life unraveling... and "needing to keep the heart soft so the needle can go through" - priceless... Thank you for your comment...:) Heart Hugs...
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