I went to pray in the green cathedral of the forest today. I breathed, and my heart was open. I sat, surrounded by the symphony of life, birdsong, wind, rock, moss, ferns, earth, water, trees… I felt so blessed to soak in this beauty, this perfection of life, of being. I asked for the truth to be revealed to me. This is what I heard:
You are the one and only instrument of creation. You are consciousness, and I love you. I love all the ways you express yourself, the myriad forms you assume to create the tapestry of existence! I celebrate you today, exactly as you are, pure consciousness, light of being.
Ah…today’s NaPoWriMo prompt invites us to try our hand at writing a hay(na)ku, which is sort of like a haiku, except the first line has one word, the second line has two words, and the third line has three. Well, let’s do this…
Hay(na)ku for Easter
Easter No family Going it alone
Easter Virtual family Zoom Video Chat
Easter Mystical path Meditate all day
Easter Party time Box of wine
Easter Faith online Viva la internet
Easter Spring rebirth Hallelujah, rising sun. 🦋🐤🐣🐰💐🌷🌸🌞
And one more bonus hay(na)ku, from the unemployed yoga teacher…
Knowing that we will all eventually be met with the same unavoidable end, I’d like to live in such a way that if the end came suddenly then I could go in peace, feeling complete with what I have done, how I have given and received love. Being honest with myself, I can see I have a long way to go before such peace is attained. Looks like I better get crackin’.
When the tethers of the predefined rendition of everyday, 3-D existence are momentarily loosened and my vision is freed, I can see that the ordinary everyday consciousness that we have leaves out more than it takes in.* And my prayer is: Reveal to me the truth that I may embody for the highest good of all beings. And I remember breathing is enough. So I breathe and my consciousness returns to the place I love to be, the reason I practice… the vast universe within.
Spirit: Time to get up and meditate. Mind: Nope. I wanna sleep in. Spirit: Time to get up and meditate. Mind (whining): But I wanna just be comfyyyyyyy. Spirit: Get up and meditate. Now. Body (silently) gets up, gets dressed, goes downstairs and meditates. Takeaway: Spirit always wins, thanks to discipline.