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Ocean of Life

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I search for meaning
because I want all of this
to mean something…
but what if this was all
impersonal?
What if I could step back,
take a deep breath, relax,
and not see any of this
as a threat?
Peace would come quickly then.
All of the stories of heartbreak,
loss, suffering, injustice
emerge from a sense of self
separate from the world around it.
If I could merge my consciousness
with that of the world’s,
wouldn’t I laugh
at the absurdity of it all?
I could cry all day and night
for twenty years,
and it wouldn’t change
the rhythm of the ocean.
Can I let these waves passing through me
be just another indication
that I am one with the ocean of life?

Undifferentiated, Whole, and Perfect

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Do you see me,
or do you see who you want me to be?

When I am that which you are wanting,
do you hold me responsible for your joy,
or can you question your joy
and find the roots of your joy
in your thinking?

And when I am not that
which you were wanting
do you hold me responsible for your disappointment,
or can you question your disappointment
and find the roots of your disappointment
in your thoughts?

Take one step away from me,
and another and another.
Turn and face the mirror.
See your own creation before you,
stand in your power.

Then turn and face me.
Let us share in the joy
and in the disappointments,
knowing that our particular creations
join together to birth the whole universe,
each one stemming from the individual
and merging with the all,
as a single drop of water joins the ocean,
undifferentiated, whole, and perfect.

 

Muses Come

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Oh Muses come
it has been too long
and I was caught up
in the workaday world

It told me I couldn’t
I shouldn’t
I won’t
It told me it was impossible
and for a time I believed it

But a teacher showed me how to breathe
and I saw a flower bloom
and a sunrise flashed gold on the wall
and a beautiful dancer leapt
and a mountain climber was courageous…

I saw stars glistening at night
and I heard the crickets singing.
I felt the evening breeze float in my window
and my room was perfumed with the essence of juniper.

And I remembered…
beyond what my mind can comprehend,
everywhere there is energy
and I am never separate from it.

This energy that created me,
that sustains me,
that gives me eyes that can see–
this energy wants me to be happy.

So Muses come,
and pour your divine inspiration through me
that I may remember who I am
and allow my creative essence to flow
from my spirit heart,
from my body of light–
into this world of form.

Come that I may surrender
into my boundless true nature,
and merge with the one self that pervades
all that is,
floating in the infinite ocean of consciousness,
floating in bliss.