eyes that laughed and cried and fulfilled the moon's embrace in one glance
I turned away the first time, but remembered
and by then it wasn't log before confusion set in
Next time, it was open to freedom, as I sat still in the squirming that told me 'Yes' this time.....
you dived in, watching me
I looked up, shyly in the center of my being
knowing
this was real
and so i died into the reality of Love in this moment,
knowing it might never last, but here, I felt so Free
that laughing
we ate gulab jamun
and I escaped into the horizon
One more time.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
poetry
Take refuge in satsang, Always
Be always in the fire of truth
Allow that to lead you, guide you, make all decisions
And Be prepared to follow that which you never thought existed
All thought seen to be non-existent
You are free
So move in this freedom and love
To your deepest capacity;
A showering
Of truth, peace and beauty
Be always in the fire of truth
Allow that to lead you, guide you, make all decisions
And Be prepared to follow that which you never thought existed
All thought seen to be non-existent
You are free
So move in this freedom and love
To your deepest capacity;
A showering
Of truth, peace and beauty
Satsang
Since I have stated this blog with the intention of sharing the spaciousness of being –it seems appropriate to give notice of other teachers sharing the nectar of truth of ourselves as awareness itself – wherever they are!!
Here is a link to Miranda – whom I haven’t met yet in person, but feel pulled toward the retreat in Tirruvannamalai with her, in January.
May all being awaken to itself.
May all beings everywhere, be happy and healthy, and free from fear,
With Love, as love itself
http://www.awakeningwithmiranda.com/
2009
Findhorn, UK
Retreat: "Relationship Transformation"June 1 - 4th Newbold House, FindhornContact: office@newboldhouse.org (01309 672659)
Holland
Miranda in the Netherlands:
Open evening of SatsangFri, June 5, 20097-10pmReception in Venwoude Pyramid€ 10
Living Spiritual DepthJune 6 - 8, 2008Saturday 9:30am - Monday 5 pmVenwoude€ 445 to € 555
Contact: info@venwoude.nl
2010 India
Awakening retreat in Tiruvannamalai
January 16 - 28
Tiruvannamalai, Southern India
Contact: india@awakeningwithmiranda.com
Retreat Registration Form
Retreat Details
Retreat Flyer
Miranda offers retreats, workshops and satsang internationally upon request. Contact: info@awakeningwithmiranda.com
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Here is a link to Miranda – whom I haven’t met yet in person, but feel pulled toward the retreat in Tirruvannamalai with her, in January.
May all being awaken to itself.
May all beings everywhere, be happy and healthy, and free from fear,
With Love, as love itself
http://www.awakeningwithmiranda.com/
2009
Findhorn, UK
Retreat: "Relationship Transformation"June 1 - 4th Newbold House, FindhornContact: office@newboldhouse.org (01309 672659)
Holland
Miranda in the Netherlands:
Open evening of SatsangFri, June 5, 20097-10pmReception in Venwoude Pyramid€ 10
Living Spiritual DepthJune 6 - 8, 2008Saturday 9:30am - Monday 5 pmVenwoude€ 445 to € 555
Contact: info@venwoude.nl
2010 India
Awakening retreat in Tiruvannamalai
January 16 - 28
Tiruvannamalai, Southern India
Contact: india@awakeningwithmiranda.com
Retreat Registration Form
Retreat Details
Retreat Flyer
Miranda offers retreats, workshops and satsang internationally upon request. Contact: info@awakeningwithmiranda.com
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Morning Light on the harbour
Delicious light And sensual body, glorious cells that affirm my exiestence as pure awareness itself: celebrating life this moment NOW!
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Not Looking for anything
It started on the inner plane, as I found myself facing the wardrobe in a weird altered state, not ‘knowing’ which clothes I would pick, how they would shape my day. I sat in meditation twice a day for twenty minutes lately, and the effect it was having pulled me so far out of normal everyday reality, that it was time to move from the home I had grown up in.
I sat on the beach now, for hours at a time, if not on the cement near my letterbox, reaching the infinite, and unable to connect to old paths, people from a different life I had left behind.
I painted, I conjured up ways to have money at my finger tips, but mostly I just rested in silence and allowed the great unknown to move through me.
The heart shifted, a fullness entered - where there had once been anxiety and mistrust of the outside world, I no longer lived in fear.
Somewhere deep inside I took courage to say no to things that didn’t feel right to me right now. I went into silence, and began to play with long range focus – would I be somewhere else in a few months time?
The ticket booked, I sat on the plane. Nowhere to go, and yet, carried by fortune, the body was being transported to a different place, a different reality, as truth made itself known.
The smells of the night overtook me as I walked out with the luggage trolley into the sea of waiting faces. In a taxi, feeling joy and excitement to be here, in India, my home from other lives. It carried me forward, into the feeling as I lay in bed that first night, sensing the unknowable.
This was 2002.
Seven years later, the journey has been rich and continues to unfold. What was ‘I looking for? What was there to find? Only that nothingness which carried me onwards from the beginning. Only this. Only this.
I sat on the beach now, for hours at a time, if not on the cement near my letterbox, reaching the infinite, and unable to connect to old paths, people from a different life I had left behind.
I painted, I conjured up ways to have money at my finger tips, but mostly I just rested in silence and allowed the great unknown to move through me.
The heart shifted, a fullness entered - where there had once been anxiety and mistrust of the outside world, I no longer lived in fear.
Somewhere deep inside I took courage to say no to things that didn’t feel right to me right now. I went into silence, and began to play with long range focus – would I be somewhere else in a few months time?
The ticket booked, I sat on the plane. Nowhere to go, and yet, carried by fortune, the body was being transported to a different place, a different reality, as truth made itself known.
The smells of the night overtook me as I walked out with the luggage trolley into the sea of waiting faces. In a taxi, feeling joy and excitement to be here, in India, my home from other lives. It carried me forward, into the feeling as I lay in bed that first night, sensing the unknowable.
This was 2002.
Seven years later, the journey has been rich and continues to unfold. What was ‘I looking for? What was there to find? Only that nothingness which carried me onwards from the beginning. Only this. Only this.
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