My Mission of Love

Within stillness I hear you.

In chaos I invite you.

I listen for your whispers

Into the deepest wells of my heart,

Overriding and subduing the 

Loudness of mind.  

HUuuuuu...

My mission is love, 

To give and to receive.

To be the love that I am,

Indeed have always been.

To serve the ECK

Through knowing, being, and seeing.

Learning to love this self,

The individual

With all its strengths, weaknesses,

Its curiosities, questionable motives,

In its imperfectly perfect bodies.

Loving the emotions 

Through the twists and turns,

The ups and downs.

Cycling through, 

Passing by so fleetingly,

All the while knowing 

It is not really I,

Not the real I.

Loving the mind

In its rigid, primitive box.

Bringing awareness, light,

To the dark places it sometimes resides,

Raising it up and out 

Of its confinement

To a higher home.

Softening its rough edges

With the power of All That Is,

All that I am of,

Huuuuuu....

Coming to know and love

What is infinitely real, true,

What is infinitely me,

Soul.

Drawing me closer

HUUUUU...

Illusions fall by the wayside,

Shattering on impact instantaneously,

Making room for truth

Among the remains of what once was.

I observe,

Remaining firmly planted in the NOW

As I walk upon the ruins

Building anew.

Huuuuuu....

I am strong in my love,

In the power of my true self,

In the power of HU.

Standing in the eternal ECK,

Breathing the substance of It.

Leave me here.

Hold me in your infinite love, 

Mahanta.

For here I am me

In all Its glory.

For here I am you

In all your love.

And if there comes times,

As they mostly do,

When these bodies falter,

Stumble,

In the winds of change,

Blowing powerfully

Let Soul be strong in this knowingness of HU,

Carrying us through to YOU!

Traveler

"Traveler,
Where do you go?
What do you seek?
Whom do you travel with?"
Asked the man with the twinkling eyes.

"You, Master,"
"I travel with you."
He smiles.
They walk.
Silence dances between them.

He speaks.
She listens intently.
Questions playfully appear and disappear
Existing for a single moment
Gently teasing her to remember.

"Do you know who you are?"
"I am Soul."
"What does it mean to be Soul?"
Pausing, she allowed the words to form.
"Love. Pure, divine love."

Waves washed upon their feet
As the sun rose in all its glory before them.
Watching together the miracle of a new day begin.
The Master took her hand and spoke once more,
"And so it is."

Guidance

The love that I am is guiding me further and deeper into the heart of God. As I breathe in, I accept God's love into every corner of my being. As I breathe out, I return it to life itself in service to all that which is and always has been. Am I nothing if I cannot be used for the Divine Plan? Has my life served no purpose if I have failed to see the love within myself and others?

If Soul is calling and I do not answer then I have missed an opportunity. Let me not fail to see. Open the doors of love, and I shall walk through them. Lead me into the secret places within myself so I may discover my own divinity so that I may serve the highest and greatest good.

The Dance of Soul

My body rocks in rhythm to the notes that promenade in and out of my consciousness.
Mind becomes lost in Sound.
Mortal figurine falls away as Soul is gracefully elevated into the planes.
Twirling like a prima ballerina to the harmony drifting around and through me.

The Light bursts forth from deep inside, as the Sound carries me within Itself,
No more am I a part of this world so heavy.
I have shed your oppressive cloak and replaced it with a luminous wrap of golden stars,
Twinkling across me on a bed of white light.

A prodigious blue star beckons to me,
Singing to me like you would imagine a choir of angels to lull an infant into the dream worlds,
With a subtle, soft touch that quietly stirs you deeply, profoundly,
Raising you up to levels beyond human comprehension.

A strong hand reaches for yours, and you see your partner in this enfoldment.
His love encompasses you, warms you, and guides you.
Unspoken words pass between you as he leads you further into the Light and Sound of God.
Truth permeates your very being, reaching into the very core of you.
You are familiar with Its touch, and It naturally resonates within.

Your inner guide chaperones you throughout the universes and safely back again.
Waltzing to a beat that only you and he can hear, one that is orchestrated just for you.
Pirouetting gently into your physical temple, awakening to a life that waits to serve you as you wait to serve It.
The dance of Soul has only just begun.

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Eerie silence saturates the void.
The earth's axle stationary.
Life has relinquished itself.
I am no more.

Someone tell my body
Meandering like a lost Soul,
It has not realized
And so it wanders still.

Softly, whispers fill a mind that is not awake.
Tingling sensations stir,
Commanding me to be roused.
"Come to me," the silence beckons.

Seduction tastes my lips.
Entices me into its arms.
Breathing its fire upon me longingly,
Reviving what once was.

Feeling powerless under its control.
Eyes bear into me.
Waves of desire hypnotize me.
Deep inside I know I cannot go.

My Master patiently awaits me,
Arms wide open.
Turning and running into them,
Not looking back.

The Call of Soul is Love

I am what I am.
It's all I can be.
Soul is calling,
Waiting for me to see.

Pressures build.
My world crumbles apart.
Life is overbearing.
Pulling me to start.

Create new worlds!
Love them into existence!
For the old is past,
The future transcendent.

Raise me up!
High above it all.
Take from me my fears,
I cannot fall.

Allow me clarity,
To look beyond the fog.
For love ever-present
Awaits me even in the bog.

The call of Soul
Rips illusions away.
Leaving only love
To come and stay.

The call of Soul has always been
Love everlasting, complete and whole.
Only our human self under the influence of mind
Loses all control, making us feel left behind.

Love Victorious

One small crevice,
Past the weary soldiers.
Subtly slipping through,
Patiently waiting,
Seedling germinating in a miniscule corner of my heart.

Guards awaken.
Shining their beams into blackness,
Searching for intruders
But never seeing
A sapling flourishes unimpeded.

Roots tunnel underground.
Silently building strength,
Firmly connecting,
Growing ever larger,
Harder to hide.

The mind dreams.
Soul discovers the stowaway
And whispers into its vessel gleefully,
"Love is here!"
The body stirs and awakens.

Panicking the mind asks,
"How can this be so?
The fortress is solid.
Sentinels stand erect and at the ready.
This cannot be!"

Soul takes mind by the hand
Down deep dark passageways, they travel.
Sapling no more.
A mighty tree stands in its place.
Buds blooming on its branches.

Soul is ecstatic at its find.
What an amazing discovery!
Mind rebels but then softens,
Letting down its defenses.
Love thrives.

Intensity heightens.
Walls crumble.
Sheer power threatens.
Infantry stumbles to regain control.
Too late.
Love victorious reigns!