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!

Awaken

Awaken
Tammy M. Attama
July 20, 2011

Have you forgotten?
In your deep slumber have you not felt my love?
Listen as It speaks impressions upon your heart
Waken, my child, to my love
And give it to the world.
Give your smile
Give your laughter
Give your love

Books planted seeds within you
Classes watered and nourished the seedlings
My love has nurtured them all
And what do you do with this?

Knowledge collect dust upon forgotten shelves
Have you learned nothing?
Leave these pages for benches in the park where some weary seeker awaits its treasures as you once did
Take the words mind studies and breathe love into their vessel
Set them free!
As they were meant to be lived, not memorized

Behold the power within you
Mighty and bold
Touch the world with it as it pours from its higher fountain
Drink and offer the cup to another
For they thirst also
They, too, have lived and traveled deserted lands
Fooled by mirages and long to soak tired bones and aching muscles in the oasis of divine love

If it cannot be found within you to give what has been lavished upon you
Then who?
Are you not all my disciples?
Have you forgotten?

Have you forgotten to shower others with the love I generously bathe you in?
The earth quakes to shake you awake.
The waters rise, sometimes violently so, and flood you with its calls,
"Wake up!"
Nature screams so you will hear,
"Love! Love is the answer!"
Yet deaf you sleep
Not seeing these calls as gifts
And wait for prophets to come and save you.

I tell you this,
You ARE my disciple!
You ARE the love you are waiting for.
Act NOW! No action is too lowly as long as it is done with love.
Wash your dishes!
Listen to your neighbor's call.
Feed your children!
Be the love that you are!
The time is NOW!
Awaken!

I Found...

I found love.
It is you.
It is me.
It is the deep, blue sea.

I found love
In the darkest of nights
Where others fear to tread
And even shadows wish to hide.

I found God.
It is you.
It is me.
It is the deep, blue sea.

I found God
In the darkest of nights
Where others fear to tread
And even shadows wish to hide.

The Gift of a New Year

In the beauty of this New Year, I wish nothing for myself, except as it will serve the good of the whole. Instead I give myself completely over to this Highest Source, to love, to God, to my inner Master, Mahanta, and I will be used as It sees fit to use me. For it is in this giving, I truly can receive and so I have lost nothing but gained instead the glories of all that the Sugmad has to offer.

I can do nothing on my own. I am one with this powerful force of love and nothing comes of me but of this true love. Nothing else matters and so I am a gift of true love to this world. And, as I rise, so will you. And, as you rise, so will I and so will they. United we will rise as the powerful beings we have always been...a gift to each other, a gift to life and to all those around us. Do we not recognize our greatness?

We are love. We cannot be without it because we are it. And so I will give of this love to all who crosses my path whether here or in the other worlds. I will love because this is my true self. I choose LOVE! Love has chosen me! Love has chosen you! How will you return all of which you are to the greatness of all that is?

Happy New Year!

True Marriage

Today this seems very relevant so I will post this in lieu of my own writings and meanderings.

"In the beginning man roamed the world without the need of woman, for he was furnished with everything except the chemistry of the feminine nature, and God began to wonder about this. After eternity passed again, God winked his other eye and smiled with happiness, for He had solved the problem of man's lack of traits which included love, affection, and emotional characteristics that are needed for his return to the Nameless world called Anami Lok.

"God decided to split the soul of man and make of him two souls, although this would make man unhappy until he was with woman and became part of her, and she a part of him.

"So God did this and man had a woman to be the negative side of his nature. There was nothing he could do within his world to complete a task of divine doing until he had the cooperation and help of woman at his side.

"Man rebelled against this principle of God's and tried to demoralize woman by making a slave out of her, but it did not work. Woman exerted her divine rights and became an equal partner for man. She became the other side of his nature, to crystalize forms, to show him a better way to God by using his perceptive side of nature.

"On the other hand, neither can woman exist without man. She is dependent upon him for the power of God which flows through him. He has been given a chemical battery which has the ability to draw the power directly to himself, which woman lacks, but can take from man himself.

"This is why man and woman must join to share their gift from God to others. And for this purpose the marriage bonds were created, so man and woman could, under divine law, share their own lives and give to one another experiences which could not be gained alone. And to be the balance against one another's nature.

"It is for this purpose that God has created man and woman, in order that the great law may keep in balance the apex of divine life with woman during his incarnations, he must eventually find his soul mate and be balanced within life, or the universal body of God, to become one.

"Now this law of God enacts upon itself. All things within the body of God must have complete balance. This is the way of balancing man and woman and their natures."

The Tiger's Fang, Paul Twitchell, pages 90 - 91, copyright 1967, 1969

Divine Love

If your attention is on Divine Love, all else will be given unto you.

A Life Worth Living

Tomorrow is a day
Not spoken for.
Yesterday an illusion
I have dreamt.
Today, unfinished.

The moment, this moment,
Short and elusive
Is all I am guaranteed.
How will I use it?
How will I leave my mark upon it?

With love.
I will give this moment
And every one of them
Hereafter
All of my love.

For without love,
What worth does life possess?
None.
Only love gives birth
To a life worth living.

The Meaning of Life

From above
I see it all so clearly.
Connecting so perfectly.
No mistakes,
No chance meetings,
It is what it is.

From the loin of our greatest pain,
Springs forth our most wondrous self.
Destroying all that was
To make way for all that is.
Opening us to more of the Divine.

Use me!
Allow me to be
All that you have
Deemed me to be
To serve unconditionally.

Let me be pure
So that your love will touch others
Through me
And bring back to life
What is forgotten.

Permit me to be humble
In my service to you.
Clear of all preconceived notions,
Beliefs and judgments.
Open at all times in recognizing your will.

Step aside, my little self.
Something much greater is at work here.
We are only Its servant
Abiding by Its laws of love.
For only then will we realize
The meaning of life.

Grief

Digital illustration author unknown


If I must cry to release my sorrows then let me cry.
For in this valley of tears, I will create more room for divine love to flow.

Gratitude

Waves of gratitude
Open my heart
For Mahanta,
For you,
For love.

Reflecting upon
Appreciation
For this path I travel,
For this amazing life,
For all of creation.

Miracles
Surround me.
Divine gifts
Given and received,
Recognized.

Leading the way
Like diamonds
Sparkling,
Dancing,
Calling to me.

My eyes open wide in wonder,
My heart blooms tenderly
For the master musician
Orchestrating a masterpiece
To be heard by me alone.

Flocks of birds
Joyous at my remembering
Circle me in flight
Giving me
Wings to fly.

In the Arms of Love

Protection.
Warmth.
Nowhere to go.
Nothing to be
Except for me.

Freedom.
Arms outstretched
Held tightly
Surrounded
By a thousand twinkling lights.

Bathed in purity,
Innocence,
Truth.
Becoming one
Within the three.

Me is lost
In all that is.
Illusion shredded
Ripped from me
Like talons piercing my heart.

Humbly allowing
All that is
To replace
All that was.
Recreating me anew.

Vulnerable, I tremble
Under the weight
Of knowingness.
Yes, knowing,
Yet not knowing at all.

Hardly recognizing myself,
I nestle deeper
Into Its embrace.
Knowing I belong,
Accepting my birth right.

The salve of Its love
Soothes my tender wounds.
Heals
Red angry scars
Into pink flesh.

A gift given.
Covenant to be
Fulfilled.
The bride
Awaits her groom.

Truth be known,
I know not what I say,
Nor what I do
For I cannot possess it.

A fleeting moment
Like a shooting star.
Presence proclaimed
Disappearing in a breath.

Who am I
But a tool to be used in God's hands.
To shape and be shaped
In accordance with Its will.

I do not exist
Except in and for Its existence.
I am not outside of It
But within the womb of all creation.

The power rushes through me,
Untapped in its potential.
Directed only by the One
I stand clear of myself.

The mind struggles with the immensity
Until put to rest with a divine lullaby.
Love is the question
And yet also the answer.

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."

I am love.
You are love.
Recognize it.
Be it.
Enjoy it.

How can we be anything but?
It is our divine right to know and be love.
It is the only thing that matters.
We must know ourselves.
And in this knowing, we discover love.

What other purpose shall we have that will be as worthy?
Never let us stop until we achieve this goal.
Because as we reach into ourselves,
We reach into God.
And from there we can serve the highest.

Forget all you have been told previously.
Forget that you are not worthy in the eyes of many.
For they do not matter.
Let love cleanse you and raise you up.
Let love be all there is and ever was.

You are Soul!
You have wings to fly!
Use them!
Go inwardly and see for yourself,
Truth.

You cannot be held down
For eagles soar.
And you, my friend, are an eagle!

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.

Divine Love vs Human Love: Is There a Difference?

After a discussion about this very topic, I find myself tumbling these ideas around in my mind and in my heart. I came up with an answer that makes sense for now, at least for me. Nothing is written in stone. As we learn, our answers grow. Maybe our questions do, too.

Divine love is limitless. Divine love becomes human love when we put restrictions upon it. Divine love is unconditional while its counterpart has strings attached. One offers complete freedom, and the other restricts to some extent. Even so I do not see one as less than the other because, to me, human love is divine love being practiced. And as long as our attention is on love then we will attract love. One way we can bring more love into our lives is by singing HU, a love song to God.

"Singing HU can:

- Expand your awareness.
- Help you experience divine love.
- Heal a broken heart.
- Offer solace during times of grief.
- Bring peace and calm."

"Singing HU draws one closer to God. With eyes open or closed, take a few deep breaths and relax. Then begin to sing HU (pronounced like the word hue) in a long, drawn out sound: HU-U-U-U. Take another breath, and sing HU again. Continue for up to twenty minutes. Sing HU with a feeling of love, and it will gradually open your heart to God."

"When your day is hard, remember to sing HU. It puts you back in line with the Holy Spirit." Harold Klemp, The Slow Burning Love of God, page 25

For more information about HU and the teachings of ECKANKAR, visit www.hearHU.org. Call 1-800-LOVE GOD or write:
Eckankar,
Dept F28
PO Box 2000
Chanhassen, MN 55317-2000

Fear of Love Dissolved

Feelings of abandonment, rejection, and neglect are not always skin deep; sometimes fears stretch lifetimes in depth. Receiving love seems like it should be a given; it is, afterall, our God-given right but not everyone is able and of those who are not, hardly any understand why. It is complicated or at least that is the illusion we are fed. Answers in our childhood may offer clues but often one must dig much further to discover the full truth. In my experience the only way to do that is to look within because all of the answers are there waiting to be found again.

In creating our own worlds, we often choose what is familiar to us. We weave our stories out of the same cloth that we have chosen time and time again until we are ready to fabricate a story from better, higher quality cloth. And, as the saying goes, "When the student is ready, the master will appear."

She searched and searched for answers she thought would never come but quitting was not an option, somehow she knew her life depended on it. Every day she would search her inner worlds for the truth she had hidden from herself until quite suddenly the light began to shine upon it. Black and white images flashed before the screen of her mind like old movies playing upon an old-fashioned reel, the click clicking sounding in her ears as each image passed by.

The Master held her hand as the sobbing wracked her body and tears poured from her eyes. Together they observed one scenario after another as love unrequited left her feeling alone and deserted in lifetime after lifetime. All the hurt and pain like big crusty mounds crumbled off of her, and she could start to feel the weight of it lifting immediately. What seemed like an eternity later, it was over.

Holding her tightly the Master whispered, "It is over now. You are free to love and be loved. Nothing more stands in your way." Again she wept but now her tears were no longer of sorrow but of happiness and joy.

As he turned to part, he faced her once more. "Follow your heart. Trust me and trust yourself. You are free!" She realized her whole life story had been based upon these fears. She felt like a prisoner who had been set free from her past, and it had taken a journey to the temple within herself to discover the key she had carried all along.

Life is yours for the taking! If it is not what you want, it is within your power alone to change it.

Taking Inventory: What I've Learned About Love

- When you ask to be shown love, be ready for anything! And, remember, you asked for it. The old saying applies, "Be careful what you wish for because you just may get it."

- Love knows NO bounds, no time, no space, and certainly NO limits.

- Love will push you as far as you can go, and sometimes a little further than that.

- Love is unconditional in its divine form; in human form...not so much.

- Love will stretch you to grow, and sometimes that hurts...a LOT!

- Love is a bed of roses, but that means the thorns, too.

- Love can be as loud as thunder and a lightening bolt to the senses, but other times it is only a whisper stirring in your heart.

- Love is shared and can come from the most unlikely of places.

- Love in the form of friendship means they will stick by your side even when the brown stuff hits the fan and spreads to all of its surrounding areas.

- Love can challenge you in the most unexpected ways.

- Love, or maybe the idea of love, can make you do things you never thought were possible.

- Too much love, too soon, can make you a little crazy.

- Love is patient, even if you aren't.

- Love will forever change you, and there is no going back.

- Love NEVER dies. It may transform, but it will never cease to exist.

- Love is a gift. Treasure it. Don't take advantage of it and don't hold onto it too tightly because you will lose it.

- Love is not for the faint of heart.

This is the short list. Some things about love cannot be spoken in words. And, other things...I guess, I am still learning.

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.

Divine Intervention

Thinking a lot about protection. How many times in our lifetime do we receive divine intervention and don't even realize it? Sometimes events happen that are so large in scope there really is no other explanation except for a supreme helping hand. This, to me, is one such experience.

Driving from downtown to my mom's, bee-bopping along to tunes on the radio, I am cruising along at 25 mph through a residential area. I near an intersection but noticing the light is green I keep chugging along. Through my peripheral vision enters a white car barreling at me oblivious to its red light. I am looking out of my driver's side window as it approaches me. This person is obviously traveling at a speed way above the limit judging by the screech of the tires.

In a way it seems impossible that I will come out of this in one piece, if at all; but, for some reason, I don't react and automatically press on my brakes or panic. Instead I keep advancing like la dee da, nothing going on here, and witness this vehicle preparing to bulldoze me through my driver's side window! The bewildered speed racer comes to a stop, and I make it through safely, counting my blessings. Whew! Close call! Too close!

But how often do we receive assistance in much more subtle ways? A "wrong" turn here, late getting out of bed there, or kids who aren't cooperating could all be a well-placed stall tactic for your greater benefit that goes unnoticed. Those are the kind we may never know about, but they happen. I think I will certainly think twice the next time I have to take a detour or I'm stuck in traffic. Maybe I will even be grateful when my telephone rings for the third time as I try and run out the door.