Know that I am here
And I care about you

I know that you know
that I know
that you care

Even though
We may not be meeting each other
In this moment

Caring is happening
For both of us

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

Being adept at being awake is a life long practice.

The virtuoso has a lifetime of practice
in preparation for the moment
when the bow crosses the strings of the violin
on opening night in the great concert hall.

The secret to exceptional performances
is in the mixture of discipline, energy, practice and ultimately
a liberated mastery where the performer and performance
appear in unicity.

The wind may be sweet in the moment

but beware the dew that comes in the morn.

I could fall in love with you
those words just fell out of my mouth
with a desire to express the energy I feel when I’m with you

It wasn’t easy to say
For a moment
Until they came out
Then it was really easy
A feeling of opening happened
A trusting of love

I can’t control if you will or won’t reciprocate
Whether you are interested or willing
Not knowing if you are worthy or if you think I am
Trusting that I don’t know if I can trust you
I say it anyway
And I mean it

You said I might be the next bull in your China shop
Are you really that fragile?
Or are you protecting something even more delicate than fine bone China?
What could that be?
Your heart?
A story?
The truth?
A lie?

It doesn’t matter
To me
This me that you are trying to figure out
I don’t care who I am
It doesn’t matter
Because I’m still here as I am

Feeling your heart close to mine
Seems to matter in a way that other things haven’t
In a long time

I’d say that it’s scary
But I’d be lying to myself and to you
It feels fantastic!
As I fall asleep with the warm glow of you in my heart
Feeling genuinely alive

It just happened
Two people who gave up on giving
Tired of trying
Tried of lying

Feeling warm tender glow within
Radiating outward
Comfortable in our skin
Telling the truth
Aspects of ourselves connected
Aligning and dancing into joys night

Wholeness and wholeness
Equaling divine loving energy

Complete in the moment
Not asking for permission
Not making demands
Nothing to get
An outpouring of love
Refreshing and alive

Letting go into the tender place that isn’t felt enough
Stillness and calm wash over me

I see the ache in my heart gently drift away
Dissolving with you in my arms

Love is pure and simple
It is what we do around it that causes so much pain

Removing blocking layers exposes the nakedness of our divine beauty
The truth of who we are can be embraced with complete acceptance
Devotion and gratitude then encompass our whole humanness

Love is simple
We are not simple
Love is alive
We are alive

In knowing this
We have every moment to choose to live love

Your presence
Your eyes
Where did you come from?
Appearing magically on this moonlit solstice night

Standing here we find ourselves in wholeness
Right here
Right now
We have always been here
We have always known each other

You are a woman in the form of a poised dancer
In dignity, intelligence and with grace
You simply know
In a way beyond words
Seeing all the way to the heart
Connecting to the core
Impulses, move, begin and suspend
Every cell of your being
Is ready for this precious moment

Feeling creative spiritual life energy flow upward
Ecstatic light spiraling around the body universe
Passionate energy fountains in an endless wellspring
Overflowing with a magnificent iridescent loving glow

Sweet softness in your eyes
Soft silence between your words
The stars must have lined up in unison
To make a path for our souls to merge

In meeting you
I fall upside down
Floating all the way up
To the summer solstice moon
Your presence
Your eyes
Where did you come from?
Appearing magically on this moonlit solstice night

Standing here we find ourselves in wholeness
Right here
Right now
We have always been here
We have always known each other

You are a woman in the form of a poised dancer
In dignity, intelligence and with grace
You simply know
In a way beyond words
Seeing all the way to the heart
Connecting to the core
Impulses, move, begin and suspend
Every cell of your being
Is ready for this precious moment

Feeling creative spiritual life energy flow upward
Ecstatic light spiraling around the body universe
Passionate energy fountains in an endless wellspring
Overflowing with a magnificent iridescent loving glow

Sweet softness in your eyes
Soft silence between your words
The stars must have lined up in unison
To make a path for our souls to merge

In meeting you
I fall upside down
Floating all the way up
To the summer solstice moon

Standing on the porch tonight
Looking down at the wet green ground below
I thought my eyes were going bad
The earth was morphing, moving and dancing
I caught what I perceived was a true glimpse of ever present manifestation
Interconnected force of nature was swirling in light
Magnificent wholeness was breathing in and out
Appearing as one moment of universal creation
My eyes were clear
I could see the trees and the ground pulsating with life in unison

The moon was nearly full
On this magical oddly warm autumn night
Looking at the ground
I was blessed with fresh clear vision
Finally seeing what is always already happening
Overwhelmed with gratitude
I walked over to the hundred year old mighty pine
Just to see if what I was sensing was a mirage
Touching it I connected to the strength of its tree-ness
Formless, I was immediately pulled into the trunk
Through the bark
I shot up past the branches to the tip top
Spreading out I went down to the roots
Surging together as one energy
Being one as a tree, not two forms, just one not two or three
The mighty trunk was eight feet around and still growing
I was growing with it in shape and wisdom
Energy exploded hundreds of feel tall and yards deep
I stood transfixed holding on to the power of existence

Not for one moment did I feel like the “I” mattered
There was no reference point to point to
Or from

I had finally done it
I disappeared
And it felt really good

I’m trying to remember what felt so incredibly crucial
just a moment ago

I can’t recall specifically
But I have a feeling of what it was

Gripped with panic
Wrought with fear

Feeling harnessed to troubled thoughts
Mean spirited faces swirl around inside

Struggling for survival
Struggling for personality
Living a life of endless shame and mistakes
I defend my identity from imminent destruction

Can’t seem to get away from the judgments and inner accusations

Then I remember

Breathing
Shifting
Dissolving
Letting go

Illusions just fade away