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!

How Do I Know?

How do I know
These arms that hold me tightly
Yet gently within it
As darkness covers us like a warm blanket
Escorting us into our dreamworlds?
How do I know thee presence?
By your love so divine?
By the prints left upon my heart?
Or is it your whispers upon Soul
Leaving me breathless?
The gift of you
Permeates my being.
Can I truly be whole without you?
Or will the hunger devour me
Unmercifully?
No!
It empowers me,
Empowers us,
Leading us to do God's will.
Love is always the answer.
In It we are whole,
Together or apart,
United as one.
Taken higher and higher.
Soaring into the embrace of the highest.
Returning only to do Its bidding.

The Guest House by Rumi

Rumi seems to say it best these last few days for me so here is another...


"This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond."

From Essential Rumi
by Coleman Barks

Acceptance

Feelings burden me,
Weigh me down
Like an anchor plunging
Into the soft sand of the ocean.
What is the cause?

Words of comfort
I whisper to myself.
"Easy now. It will be okay."
Anxiety rushes so deep.
Why?

Questions without answers.
Strong feelings like undercurrents,
Pulling at me,
Ripping me apart.
Origination unknown.

Is it necessary to know?
Maybe not.
Perhaps I need only let them be.
Permitting them to exist
Without reason.

Some days are stormy.
Black clouds hide the sun
Yet it does not mean it is not there
Ever-present
Waiting to shine brighter than ever.

Sun does not wish the storm away
Or take it personal.
It rests patiently behind it
Accepting.
So shall I.

Letting Go

"Surrender to me your woes,
Your joys and even your love.
Release the mind
So heavy upon your heart."

Carefully placing them in a container,
I hand over a box wrapped in blue
A gold bow positioned meticulously upon it
Like a shining star beckoning the receiver.

Unsure of how to let go,
I hold it a moment longer.
My Master waits patiently,
His love assures me.

Wavering no longer,
I deliver this special package into his arms,
Immediately feeling a release,
A relief from deep within.

"What will be, will be."
I smile as I know it is true.
Suddenly the birds sing
And the sun's rays warm me.

The yearning of one heart to another cries forth
Like the screaming of a hawk from within.
Heard among the valleys below,
And the vast mountains high.

Soaring on golden wings,
Love searches for its beloved.
Guided by a deep sense of knowingness
Instinctively feeling its presence calling to it.

The rush of the wind fills its inner ears.
I hear you speak
But know not what you say.
Words unformed in its purity.

Can there be such words
Adequate to leave your precious lips?
Or can they not be spoken
Lest they be made profane?

Show me then.
Take me into your arms
And reveal to me your love
In the highest, most divine ways.

My body trembles at love's mere glance.
Its touch burning me with a fire
I have not previously known.
A well of passion not reached before thee.

Lavish me with your kisses
So I may remember you fully
And drink from a cup
Overflowing with all that is good.

Is it that all of life has only been
Leading me unto you and you to I?
Lovers of God serving the Divine through
A merging of the highest qualities between two Souls.

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!