Who is here now with you?

Who is listening to the depth of your heart?
In this moment
As it is
Vulnerable and kind

I AM

Listening
Non-judgmentally
Accepting
Sharing
Caring

There is nothing to hide
It is all very clear

You
Want
LOVE

And
Are
LOVE

This is
LOVE

Yet you say..

“I can’t receive it from you”

Yet

Reading this
The heart warms
deep resonance echos
from within
Beyond the minds illusions

You say..

“or give it to you myself”

But I say to you
You are LOVE

Reflecting the
One heart
One LOVE

There is no deal
There is no getting
There is no past
There is no future

There is so much more
Yet so much less
Then the commerce of the ego
And it’s materialistic demands subside

I’m not for sale
And I’m not trying to buy you
This isn’t a transaction
It’s bigger and deeper than that

If you want to find someone else
To satisfy your needs, desires and personality demands
It doesn’t mean you have to stop Loving
Me or anyone else

Just breathe
Letting go of the relentness of personality
and dive into the deep expansive realm
Of not-knowing

This is the lesson that is painful
Giving up the painful story of isolation
Acknowledging
One Heart
One Love
Beyond the illusions
of the ego and mind

Here in this space
In stillness and silence
Where we meet in
LOVE

Who is running?

Who is being pulled?

Who has it figured out, sometimes?

Who has to start over?

Who has stuck tears
and why aren’t they flowing
like a sad river of pain
into so many dry tissues?

Perhaps…. as an experiment
Let go of the internal place where the me
asks who, to an I

Just for a moment
allow a new found ease
to let go of the character
who can ask why
letting imagination and thoughts
come and go
crisp white sheets on the laundry line
in a spring breeze
don’t ask who they are
So why not give it a try
and see
that deep in this mystery
there is imagination happening
it adds something extra to everything
to the you who asks who
to the me who asks why
relaxing into being

It’s all just
charades
magic
people
illusion
In the dream..
and yet all is as it is
happening in the most grand way
playing out as theatre
as it has for centuries
this imaginary trans-generational masquerade ball

The Gypsy is at home
everywhere
heart aches
crying a sad song
of homelessness and loss
cursed by the internal
eternal
lack of a center

classless vagabond needs no permission
living on the road without a care
but still caring
deeply and passionately
about the myths and superstitions
of the past

stories and inventions of bygone eras
held over
in a rolling caravan show
delivering low cost entertainment
to judgmental, bleary eyed townsfolk
before moving on to the next village
where the whole process begins again

When I hear “your story”
about being someone separate
from all that is nature
I feel it is my story too.

Then I devour “the story”
as a leviathan of the deep
would eat up an entire ship and its crew.
Swallowing up tiny humanness
with something far greater than fear.

Dancing in the formless
Weaving to and fro
Souls colliding

Effortlessly doing the heavy lifting together
Easily the words float
From far away

Into inner space
Transforming desire
Magical passion

Life’s sweet ephemeral joy appearing for a moment
Suspending between dimensions
deep and wide
sinking to a place
That has no time

Feeling moved to move

… Come float my way

And play with words and silence.

You are extremely creative

Flying very high and diving very deep

Darting around as quickly as a barn swallow in a summer lightning storm

I close my eyes and see your smiling face
There is softness when I think of you
A sweet loving girl who is always there
Even in the thunder of your storms

You are the one who ran away and found safety
Who transitioned from the house of sad stories
To the mansion on the drive

Innocent, stubborn and proud
Why do you pull my heart strings?
Even when you aren’t trying
When you push me away
Giving me your hard headed goat horns
Instead of your tender froggy lips

The hardest thing to do is hanging on to your tiger tail
Flying behind your fur coat and roaring mouth
But when your fury finally turns to peace
Our souls relax into deep space
The place where we rest in silence
It is a place of the heart
The one without words

When I look at you
I see the world in a brighter way
The totality of togetherness is silky smooth
Easy and Dreamy

The envelope of the universe tears itself open to be in our midst
Just knowing
Just being

Walking through automatic doors
Riding invisible buses
No impediment protests our journey
Sweeping good currents
Yields into harmonious flow

We have a closeness that isn’t too close
It is a real surreal calm
We know that life can be hard
But we are not scared
Right now it is simple
Real and without illusion
Trusting, relaxing into confidence
It is what a nurturing intimate relationship should feel like

A monochrome foreign film
A European romance
A story of passion where life is beautiful, stylish and easy
With a film noir twist and a bitter sweet ending

Knowing that this may soon be over
Expectations and plans are suspended
This is the summer of love
Unabashed lust lets loose with a nighttime display of light
Yesterday I wondered if I would get too attached and feel pain?
Today I don’t care because my heart is open
I can’t be bothered to wrap it in barbed wire anymore
The barbs protect from the outside but hurt on the inside
I’m a humanitarian and philanthropist giving away my emotional wealth
If someone wants to take it
Then they must need it more than I
And I have plenty to give
So I give it away

Kissing your body slowly from head to toe
I paint and sculpt you with my hands and lips
Stopping each moment to taste your goodness
White velvet skin, sugar frosted with freckles
I sprinkle a galaxy of kisses on your body
Pink nipples discreetly request wet mouth
I see your face in erotic shadows
Your torso riding above mine in rhythm
Holding your hips, your hands grasp the wall
Dancing together in tantric ecstasy
Insides quake and explode in unison
We pleasure each other in harmonic crescendo
Dying a little death from the sensuality
Diving deep into the mattress
Heavy and wet we rest
What is left is a satisfied sleeping smile
Nestled in your curly golden locks
Eyes closed and dreaming

You are asleep in the bedroom and I am here swirling in words
Spinning and dancing images, feelings and sound
Melting in the precious embers of our glow
Getting it all down before I join you in restful sleep

When I meet someone and they tell me there is only one truth

I turn slowly toward deep unknowing and keep walking

Thank you for trusting
For opening up
You are a blossom.
I knew that you had a special flame burning inside you.
I did doubt at moments wondering if I had been mistaken
Had I gone up the wrong and lonely road?
But no road is lonely when you are in the company of intuition and magic
Connected to the bigger connection, to the whole picture of life.

I want to answer you, to tell you things
To take your hand and reassure you that you are not alone
That the “us” you are looking for is actually a “we”
Joining together there is an emergence, a merging.
Feeling alone and a misfit is actually a healthy reaction to
The collective unconsciousness of societal pressures.
What we choose to do with those feelings is what makes the difference

I could write encyclopedias on pain
The encyclopedia painanica
Best thing I can say is when you feel pain
Your best defense is too breathe really deep and let it keep passing through,
Trying to stop it just makes things hurt more and then it stays around longer
It rarely lasts forever
And like I always say
Feeling pain won’t kill you
But not feeling it will

You are stronger than you can imagine
Your heart is bigger than the pain that cuts it open
How else can you open a heart without “breaking” it open?
Roses have thorns, people have pain
And the depths of pain counter the heights of loves joys

You have the will and courage to continue to move through whatever arises
That is the truth.

You are at home where ever you are
The clothes on your back are the entire tent you need
Your body is the sacred alter
Your heart the embers in the warm hearth
I appreciate getting to this point with you here in this dialogue.
It is not often enough in life that we get to share the depths of ourselves
Freely and openly with judgments aside.

I don’t know you, but I trust you.