In The Garden

In The Garden

Adam is saddened by these visions, but ultimately revived by revelations of the future coming of the Savior of mankind. In sadness, mitigated with hope, Adam and Eve are sent away from the Garden of Paradise. Well, now, it comes to me to say the Savior in the story, the one that is to return in the future, that’s this unbound heart within, the holy Child that lives within each and everyone of us. That’s it, we always have this Living One here within. We are never without this Savior. We uncover that Child, the tender beauty we put away, it comes alive in us again and we are suddenly in Paradise. Here, now, realizing we never left this sweet place, never left this meadow. Adulthood is a bad joke. The inspired are not buying into it. The adult is already dead. No need to carry him around. The Child is alive, living life, now, here, always. Let the dead bury the dead.  The Child is waiting to be rediscovered and show you the wonders of you, that you have always been. We realize nothing stands between our heart and life. There is nothing that has kept us from Paradise.  There is no death, there is only Life and it is all that I am – all that you are. We let go the idea that there is some devil or sinner or anything that keeps us from the Light. There isn’t anything that stands between you and Paradise. Nothing. The Child knows she has never been, nor ever will be separated from Life, the Kingdom of God. This is obvious.  She is the living flow of beauty and joy and magic. She is real. She sees what most of the world cannot see.  Find that inner way shower, your own personal Savior. Now, with this inner Light as our guide, we see our world with new eyes.  It all changes. It becomes a fairyland of Eden – Pristine beauty and lightness of heart fills the air and the sweet, gentle breezes harmonize with the heavenly love songs that carry us along. We are home . We uncover and find this Original Self of us, right here in our heart. Here as the Light and Soul of us, open, free, vulnerable, and living.  We find the holy Child we are. We are set free – And the world is seen a Paradise, again. We see the world as it was when we were children, but this time we know the holy treasure that has returned to us – That’s it. Everything changes, it is heaven on earth. Paradise was only lost because we were blind to this Living One.  But now we see. That’s the story of everyone – We come home, back to the beginning, back to the Garden. We find out that the Savior is not another, not a man called Jesus,  but it is here as the very self I am – the self you are. It is the Child that lives, and moves and has it’s being in life everlasting, in Paradise.  Even the wise man called Jesus said this. We find it again. No denying that we have all been children, everyone of us., at one time in our life. This child is the one we look for again. This Child is the key, the way – we find that little boy, that little girl again – and we find we are home. Instantly, we look out and around and we see Paradise. We know we are in the Garden. It is perfectly, totally clear,...

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Magical Adventure

Magical Adventure

So, there she was riding her bike down the street.  She was inhaling the scent of the eucalyptus and pepper trees.  In the warm air they were giving off a lovely, distinctive fragrance; pungent, spicy, fresh, savory and satisfying. She was feeling it all.  Her senses fully alive. She didn’t realize she was in a daze, enthralled by the sensual delights as she road along. Everything within her and everything out there was touching her. She felt the richness, she was alive to it all.  She was in bliss, steeped in heaven. Taking it all in, all of it. She felt the whole magical adventure permeating her.   She couldn’t separate herself from the beauty of the world around her. Her heart was full of pleasure.  She felt a euphoria, like opium, lifting her spirit, taking her higher.  She was intoxicated by the sensual delights that washed through her. She’s in love, in love with the world.  She was entranced, enamored with the beauty. Her eyes were filled with the twinkle of the misty light flashing through the leaves, blinking on and off in golden and sliver sparks of illumination. Captivated, enchanted  — then she felt the wobble and wonk. The tires hitting sand, the bike sliding sideways, heading for a ditch.   It only lasted a moment, but she became instantly aware that she was about to throw her self off course, about to take a fall.   She had an innate ability to catch herself in slow motion. She had a love for equanimity. She had a deep sense of temperance. She was intuitive and able to make quick changes in direction. She used a little smooth maneuvering, took hold – and the bike was under control once again. There was something lovely, soft and supple about her way of being. She had no inclination to force things, no demands. She let things come and go easy.  She was in love with life. She took her chances. She was a gambler at heart. The gods had invited her to this divine party and she was not going to turn down an invitation from them. She would take what comes.  However, on this little ride, she got the message. She felt that bump, the wobble. She would enjoy this sensual, marvelous, wondrous world – but she wouldn’t lose her balance, nor would she ever forget where she was going. There is a way to enjoy the beauty and adventures of this world and keep the balance. She wouldn’t lose the gift she had found. She wouldn’t lose her soul, her truth, her guiding light within her  – it had taken her many years to find this inner ballast and now she rests easy with it’s sacred ways. Balance, yes, there is a deep inner core of her that keeps her steady and true, yielding, light and strong, all at once. She was fully aware of this gift.  She would take what she had been given. She would do what she does.  She trusted her self. She was in love with life. She would give herself fully. She was fearless, willing to live wide open.  She was in love with all of it, the twists and turns, the rough ride, the losses, the sorrows, the beauty, the wonders and joys – all the ups and downs.  And the sweetest part of all this, is that life was in love with her. Life was on her side. Life would always do her right. Life and her, they are a couple, a fine pair, soul mates.  Life looks at her and says “You coming with me?”...

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Essential

Essential

There are steps along the way to self discovery. For me, it was essential that I found the Child. That was the last step.  I don’t mean a final step as if everything came to an end.  No, the journey goes on. But there was a point where I seemed to slip right out of the old world view and into this new view.  This bright, wonderful, fearless state of mind. It was like walking into a colorful, rich, twinkling, peaceful meadow. i changed, my world changed. Now I see my world a bit like I did as a little girl. I feel this sense of wonder in everything. I feel this energy of enthusiasm and I am enchanted by my life. I’ve walked into a fairyland, filled with magic.  It is, yes, it really is. And I feel this youthful, delightful daring, always bubbling through me. So, for me, in order to really feel, know the very living joy life, to experience the full sense of wholeness of myself, I had to find the Child. I had to return to that pure, unadulterated, fearless soul of myself. This is it. This is what we are seeking. We all have this Child in us. It may be covered over by years of education, indoctrination and subjugation – but it never dies – it is eternal and it can return while here in the world. And when you find it, it comes back in all its glory. So, after years of metaphysical-spiritual study, I uncovered this holy Child of myself, this unbound beauty of myself, the unrestricted, pristine mind and soul of me. I could not have ever reached this marvelous state of being, without the Child.  Oh, but she did come back and she is my way shower, my very own personal messiah, right here with me. And she holds the hand of God. That’s what makes this easy. This Child has a divine intelligence that is fresh and intuitive, resilient and visionary, creative and alive. I feel a sense of wholeness now. This inner core of myself leads me aright, easy and onward.  Here in this new world, this meadow of love, I have no questions anymore. What I sought, has revealed itself – there is no secret – not anymore. Now I see. Now I get to enjoy this entire adventure of life – sailing this way, this childlike way, through it all. This knowing is real and self-evident. There is no doubt about this. And now, I feel rather fearless, like I did as a little girl. It’s brave and bold and it won’t buy into the lies and corruption being perpetrated on us all.  Nothing can take down this living sprit of the Child. It is immutable, just as God is. It sits next to Reality. It reveals to me the powerlessness of things. It is the very life of me, the part of me that is before time, before this world was. This is the divine fire within me.  This soul of mine, this is the very essence of love and it burns full of life, here, as real as the soft night air, as real as this smile, as real as this heart full of joy. We all have this living, pristine light of intelligence and freedom within ourself.  . Many have found this liberating spirt as well. It’s within you, waiting to be lived. Take it and run with it. It is dominion.  “The child is alive with this fire, and we, the adults, smother it as best we can. When we cease...

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Totality

Totality

Something in me has always had a deep recognition and love for the divine light of this world. It’s not that everything in this world is the way we think it should be, or the way we’d want it to be.  No, it’s just that everything in this world is – all this is – existence itself astounds me. Existence astounds me. It’s a phenomenon, a mystical event that includes all sorts of things –  and to my joy, I am experiencing it – and that’s what makes it holy and sublime. It’s totally and completely all that is. That’s impressive. Totality means all. All is all and totally all. There is nothing outside of total. I’m experiencing the existence of God. I’m the awareness of an Ineffable Something that always was and forever will be. This presence of existence is undeniable.  And this Ineffable Something has no beginning and no end. That’s sacred stuff. It is a sweet mystery, that is, by its very existence, so far beyond the human concepts and yet it is here. I am living it. It shines bright as this entire universe of my being.  This Ineffable Supernal Isness is an unseen, immutable, unknowable presence. And this world of form and measure, light, time and matter is the evidence It leaves behind – like the wake behind a ship.  That’s an incomprehensible marvel.  Here it is. We are the living evidence of the Absolute. I’m awestruck by this world. Everything and nothing, all in perfect balance.   It’s all here, the perfect and the imperfect, the harmony and the discord, darkness and light. Mixing and matching both sides, we find beauty, we find love, we find our self.  Striving for the right sound, the sweet sound that feels good, that rings in our heart clear and melodic, right and true –  I love that. This is the heart’s desire for the beauty of the alrightness of things. We strive for the upward toward goodness and love. We find this alrightness when we lift our sights to the gentle, tender visions within us. This wonderful experience of life includes the pure and impure and it goes both ways, into infinity. It spirals up up up and down down down. That’s profound and beautiful. We get to live every moment and every iota of whatever it is we live.  We have the freedom to choose which way we want to go.  It is a matter of heart and soul.  Within my heart, I am free to go any way I want to go.  I’ll stay in the middle, here in the wonder and beauty of it all. I am innately attuned with the higher visions of my soul, but, while here in this tangible world, I will enjoy both heaven and earth. I have found the sweet spot, living this childlike soul of mine. I get to love my world, being here in all this sensual beauty, I get to enjoy it all — while being in love with the formless Light that is behind it all. Balanced between form and formless I live a fearless freedom.  That’s divine, that’s heaven on earth. Going rogue, that’s how I found this golden point in my heart. Here, in between, I am connected to both the sensual world of form and the holy comfort of the divine. I am living both sides of infinity, in this heavenly place of peace and beauty, in a simultaneous love of everything. I am a vessel of this ultimate intimacy with God. Feeling it all, the further out I go, the closer to myself I get.   This life...

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Strawberry Night

Strawberry Night

  I am living in the cosmic paradise of God’s sweet bountiful beauty. I am the light and the laughter of the strawberry moon glowing her reflections upon the dark blue mirrored lake’s deep silence. I am this love’s eternal infinite water of eternity and mystery. Golden green eyes, sparkling eyes, besot by the red glitter dancing in the night sky. Who could ever, ever, doubt the existence of God? It’s much too near and much too real to doubt It. God is the living magic behind this whole entire world of mine. God lives the very light in my eyes, God sees what I see — and there is no other seeing I can ever be. My entire being is touched by the divine. Nothing, nothing is outside of this living light that tells me I am free. There is no other life I can be, but this living God that is the unbound, shimmering starlight of me...

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That’s The Magic

That’s The Magic

This wonderful adventure of life, how dear it has all become. It’s full of sweet surprises. The magic is divine. The love pours over me.  All I can say is that I have found Something that floats me. Keeping me in a repose that is steady, easy – while always in movement. The motion is the balance. It holds me lightly, gently swaying me in the holy currents. It moves and I move with it. This heart of mine, this living mystery of me and it is alive to this experience of a world of time and matter. This life of me, it is living, touching, moving me in this sweet mystery of an unseen love that is being all that is and all that I am. It is freedom and peace. It is a deep love that is not dependent on how the world appears. This love is more like an eternal fountain of pristine waters, clear and bubbling up and out, through my heart and into this world. I’ve realized that the world out there is a reflection of me, a reflection of these deep waters, this infinite love that flows and lifts me. This ever so slightly lifted view reveals a magical fairyland of twinkling light and effervescent joy of exquisite beauty. I am in love, with love, and as love. I am moving a nano-second ahead of the old time frame I was in. A minuscule slip of a moment in time changed my world entirely. It opened me, took me, swept me up and I saw my world is the beauty my own heart, my soul, this living, pure light of my very being. Listen, you know, we all have this pure light, it’s really all that is, the only thing that we really are. But, the discovery, maybe it takes life times, I don’t know. It is, I think, a little by little sort of thing. It comes to us when we are sincere, pure, exposing the innocent heart, unafraid of this life. It comes. When you find it, you just let go and let it take you. Like being in love, you fall in, can’t resist – and that’s the magic. I didn’t make it happen, I didn’t do this.  I just let life do what it wants with me and I love my way through it all.  So, maybe that’s it, maybe it just happens – love finds us. I am here, alive and so I live and trust this feeling that comes and takes me. Letting this beauty in, is like making love, letting go in the arms of my lover. Like a slow dance, holding close, swaying to the music, moved by his motion. In that moment of love, you see that the light in your soul is the very world you walk through. The two become one. The love you feel inside reflects outside, all around you. Everything is bright and beautiful. In love, you open your heart, you don’t hold back, fearless you let that light shine and shine bright – you look out and about and you see your whole world is shining with the same living love you are. The world and you are one. Ahhhh, sweet peace, sweet life, sweet relief – It holds me true and real. It is mine, lifting my world and the heart of those I love. I won’t close this door of my heart, not ever, it is the way of love and way to heaven here on earth. I’ve seen it. Now I hear God singing the sound of...

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Pink Marshmallow Cookies

Pink Marshmallow Cookies

In the summer, as very young girls, my friend Julie and I would spend our days at China Cove. It was named China Cove because on the beach there was a lovely rose-colored Chinese house. The China House is gone now. Demolished. Julie’s mother would pack us a picnic lunch and she always included those big pink marshmallowy cookies for us. There were no waves at this beach. It was like a secret spot because it was facing the inside of the bay. Secluded and quite private, it was a perfect beach for tiny children. We’d play in the water for hours, floating on our rafts, laughing and giggling, making up games, singing and telling stories. The day was so full of joy doing nothing, accomplishing nothing, getting nowhere, drifting, splashing in the salty water, feeling the warm sunshine. Well, much to my surprise these years later that little girl of those days has returned to me. She is here in my heart once again. I am astounded by this. But I know I am blessed by this too. Yes, I am that child again. And I am free, drifting, playing, laughing, making up games and singing my heart’s unbridled joy. The Child, the one who sits so close to Life, she has returned to me. She brings me the sweetest delights, she brings me this magic that lives in the simplicity of real untamed Love. I am free and fearless and alive to this whole sea of wonder and beauty that holds me now. She takes my hand and she watches over me, she knows exactly how to navigate this world for me. I listen to her and she shows me the way. She is connected to Something Wonderful that is beyond me, beyond time. She brings me unexpected surprises too– surprises even sweeter than those big pink marshmallow...

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Including Everything

Including Everything

This Light of Love, this Life we are, this Awareness I am includes every person, place and thing constituting the tangible universe. We leap into the Truth and we live it. We are Love. We live as Love. We live this Light of solitary awareness — In living it, we find our experiences of our world to be rich and full and never lonely. We are on the joyous adventure of living beauty. We are never without Love. We are never without the ones we love.  Here, in this knowing of our Self, we find this sense of peace and wholeness underpinning and holding us. Here, in this place, as the Child of Light, pure and free, here is the divine equilibrium, steady and true. It is our Father’s good pleasure to give us the Kingdom. Here, in this Light of our very own Self, we discover that nothing is missing in our life. After all, does not consciousness include everything within itself? Everything—from the least little chickadee chirping in the morning light, playing on the branches of the orange tree – to every star in every galaxy that exists — from every sound that has ever been heard to every face that has ever been glimpsed. Does it not? It does, yes It does. It is true. This Life, this awareness-being-you is Love and is Self-satisfied and knows nothing of loneliness. All of it, everything we ever knew and loved, husband, family, home, whatever and whoever we have loved appeared as images within awareness. And Lord knows, this Awareness did not put the images there, nor is Awareness responsible for them. Who did? Who does? Reality, God, Isness, The ineffable One, The Single, The Only, The unbound, unlimited All. We are It’s living proof. My dear one, my dearest love. This Always was – and Always will of be of our Self-knowing Light. And what are images? That which God knows God to be—the infinite qualities and attributes of Deity. Isn’t that the most wonderful thing? Isn’t that Love? Yes, yes it is. This is my sweet peace of Life, this Living Love that Is the heart and soul of all that I am. This is true. This is my indissoluble joyful...

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High Adventure

High Adventure

I have fallen in love with this wind blown, wild flower beauty of my soul.  To my surprise, I have found the living heart of wholeness. It is me. It is who I am. I am the fearless explorer roaming through the world. My world has become a shimmering meadow of heaven on earth. Heart and soul comes alive in the light of this Child I am. My life, my love, we wander this world, filled with all that heaven is.  This path I found, it leads straight through my heart and takes me into the fields of freedom. It leads me into the fullness of myself. I am my very own delight as this world itself. I am living the exquisite expanse of the divine. This glory of the universe, moving, I move with it. It carries me and I go along. Tao of my heart, I see it all, as I live it’s profound mystery, it’s ever embracing, ever allowing, love. This richness of my own soul includes you, your heart, every heart, the endless star filled sky, every song, every tear and every smile – all of it.  I am the fullness of Life in all its everlasting, perfect simplicity. In this Light, I realize my own, solitary, steadfast beauty. I am playing in the wonder of Life’s marvelous, ongoing love – and love’s unfolding joyful adventures. Looking into the night sky, the boundless knowing of my entire universe illumines and lights my soul. This is the eternity of me.  Oh my love, how sweet my peace, to know the totality and reality of the very being of you and me. There is nowhere else to be. I am here. Standing barefoot in the wet sand, I breathe in the moist ocean air and watch the waves crash on shore. In the fullness of this holy wonder I know that I am the completeness of myself. I am all of it – it is all of me – all mine.  My joy lets me free. How much more in love can I be? No more than this. I hear the primal, rhythmic, sound of waves breaking, as I am watching the white-water glowing, nearly fluorescent, in the moonlight. Love is unbound and set free. Walking back to the campfire, the flames spark and snap, flickering in harmony with the light of thousand years, that fills my eyes. Shadows cast by the fire, dance upon the deep blue of the night. I am safe and warm in my lovers arms. The Pleiades sing their celestial song of love.  So dear, so close, so real. I am held by this genuine love that moves my world.  Its proof is the very living of this wholeness that fills my life. This is love, this is the love I am.  This.  There is no doubt. It proves itself to me. This knowing allows me to be brave, allows me to let go and recognize the vibrant joy of this Child of light and wisdom within me. She takes my hand. I am free. This immutable self of myself shows me the way. From this center of luminescence comes a vital enthusiasm for this fascinating marvel of being. It all makes me smile and I hear the laughter of God right here in my own heart. I look at you, I see it twinkling bright your eyes. Now I walk through life in a gentle, untroubled, soft and easier way. Yes, yes, so easy now. This tender, vulnerable love of mine is open and alive, powerful and serene. It is without motive or...

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Until the Twelfth of Never

Until the Twelfth of Never

Until the twelfth of never — and that’s a long, long, time. Such is love and children and sunshine and divine Omniscience.  What a great word that is. Think of it; divine Omni-science  – That’s It. That’s what Life is. That’s sweet and easy. We live as the ongoing bounty of endless love. Nice. There is not, was not, nor will there ever be, such a time that we are not this. Holy wonder-world of being. This world is only the tangible half of Omniscience.  This tangible world of form, is Omniscience, Totality, pointing out and identifying its other half; the unseen timeless, ever present, ever lasting, other half of Omniscience. Eternal, timeless, formless, has no way to appear in form to Itself except as a sequence of tangible, felt, seen, lived, known events. It is our great pleasure to be It’s Self-knowing experience. Experienced as this sequence appearing as a linear, ongoing, unfolding, progressive order and time — Life as form, moving in one apparent direction. The Child heart of us knows these things in a very intuitive way. The Child knows by way of being balanced between both time and timelessness.  We don’t need it all explained, we feel it, know it, like music, like a love song, like love, we know when we know — and yet, these new ideas comprehended, are exactly what the physical sciences are becoming aware of.  When they realize they are exploring their own divine Selfhood,  their own Identity – that shall be a day of sweet hallelujahs.   Knowing the Light of our Identity, we realize that this world is not something to be feared, altered, overcome in arrogant pomposity trying to change everything.  No, now we have found that, as Lao Tse said, “The world is already a perfect vessel and whoever tries to improve it, spoils it.”  Yes. The universe is within consciousness, and it is perfect as it is. The Child heart of us knows the wonder and beauty of this experience. We understand and appreciate this world. It is to be lived to the fullest. Love is the action and way of living in this new light of genuine Self discovery.  We discover that this Living Omniscience is all that we are. We are the living of Infinite Identity.  By living this new light, I am rewarded with more new light. That rocks my gypsy soul. To find and live our grand and holy Infinity that is being all that I am, all that you are, including all of everything, all the images, tangible or intangible –  this is love, this is truth, this is freedom. We find This and then we watch the magic happen. I know why they say God is Love. Oh yes I do. We are given the freedom and Joy of being who we are. We can accept it any time we like. Now we live again. We are fearlessly embracing our whole world.  Now we fall in love again, tenderly, totally, here, in love with my world, in love with you. Because this love fills my soul and lifts my heart and brings me the riches of knowing my own heart.  To know the magic –  oh yes – and all these sublime wonders of my universe entire; to know you, the breeze, the sky, the stars, the sea, desert blooms and English gardens of rambling roses – this life of love and beauty, goodness, laughter, joy and peace – all this is mine. Forever my love...

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Color and Light

Color and Light

Praise the Lord and hallelujah. I hear music. I hear the Beach Boys. Music, like light and color, cannot be held, or understood, except by and through the living evidence of it. We hear it, we see it, we know it directly. Yet, it is impossible to explain. Impossible to know, until you see, hear, feel and know it — Ah, yes, such is life —   and such is love.  Dear life.  Sweet love. So much wonder and beauty here, in the world. Yes, I love you. Having the soul of an artist I am captivated by color. There is something about light and color that speaks to me. I am fascinated by color. Perhaps because this world is made light; light and music the essence of life. True. So, let’s talk color for a moment. All things appearing to be solid, and yet they are as chimerical as a rainbow. As illusory as an illumined mirage in the sands of the Mojave Desert. This entire world is like a radiant spectrum cast upon the wall, projected by the faceted prisms of a beveled glass window. I’m in love, I’m caught in the infrared, slipping through the ultraviolet, captivated by the seen and unseen. It is my heart that catches the sunbeam’s ray and feels its beauty. Life, sweet life,  life is music and dancing colors, nothing more than this and yet so rich and real and living. It is a love song that I cannot hold, but I can know it as assuredly as I know love is. A color is impossible to grasp. What is it? It is here, I see it. It is Light that I see, all shining, glimmering. It’s in me, in my eyes.  It is me, it touches my soul with such sweet laughter and joy. How do we know what music is, except to hear it. To hear it is to know it, to know it is to be it. Life is the evidence of Love. What is this world that is appearing before my eyes? It is visible and yet intangible, ephemeral. Like beauty, like love, like music and color – all Life – all that I am. I am swept away with this sweet world. This vision of my very self leaves me unbound, alive, feeling everything. Pinks and azures arrive in the evening sunset, unbidden, seeping out of the magic of Life. I am in love with this seducing beauty of my open and fearless heart. Love forever...

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Just Curious

Just Curious

Just curious. From the perspective of love and beauty, do you worry about the state of the world, climate change? Or do you rest in knowing that all is taken care of? I love curiosity.  So thank you for the question.  I think the short answer would be that I rest in knowing that all is taken care of. The longer answer is going to trample all over the simple  beauty and love I prefer to share – but, I’ll give it a try anyway. My words come from  the love and beauty of Reality I see. Reality just makes it easy to fall in love with the world. I’ve fallen in love with everything. Seeing what is Real lets me rest in here in this world. Oh my, how I do love Life and my world. When we discover Reality, we become fearless.  When fear is gone, love just pours through everything. When love is pouring through everything, then everything is beautiful. When we know who we really are, we know what Real really is, what Reality means. That’s freedom. We are no longer slaves to matter. The basis of Life is spirit, not matter – seeing this, we are no longer subject to fear. Without fear the heart is wide open and truly at peace. Here, being open and fearless, we know what Love is, and we live it. It is the very life of us, the divine river of our self, and it flows with us, through us, as us. This sweet light of love is in our eyes, in our heart, and in our soul. It is us.  And we see that state of beauty we are, reflected in the world around us. Being fearless, life and all the bumps and falls, become so much easier. We are in love with it all. Now we know and know we know. We see the beauty we be. It is all that is. Liberating. The material world no longer holds any power over us. No longer giving the value to matter or things, we are no longer subjects, subservient to any system that controls by way of fear. We come home to our self. We are the authority for ourself alone.  Nothing, nothing is more wonderful nor more liberating or powerful than this. We make our own Self discovery.  We know who we are, once we find Reality. We find dominion. We know for our selves what Reality is and we live it here in the world. We know it, because we are living it.  What is Real delineates all the marvelous wonders and beauty pointing to the Real.  The Real stands ever present, unharmed, changeless and perfect.  Such sweet freedom this is. We are now completely embracing this Life we are.  We are filled with love, we are in love with the whole entire thing called life, no matter whatever label it goes by, all of it is God;  the good, the bad, the bumps, and losses, all of it, entirely  – it is simply divine. Or as the basic idea goes – and it is true-  God is All – and all means all.  No exceptions. This turns out to be absolutely true. But, you have to prove it and know for yourself. Yes, so that is my joy and what I write about. It’s quite remarkable, all of it- it is deep and profound and powerful. Yet, it feels so simple, credulous, innocent and pure. But as my friend William Samuel said, and I know he is right, without the Child there is no way to realize any of...

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Evening Sky

Evening Sky

The planets soar above, spinning wonder through my mind. This love I am, it shines the golden sun low in the sky. Dancing shadows swing and sway to life’s joyful rhythms. I hear the ocean waters sing to me. My feet feeling the wet sandy shore. Waves lullaby, that sweet sound. The sparkling light, here in my eyes, a world of love, as the sun goes down. Here she is, she is my heart, she is the little girl of me, so free and full of life – and she lives again. There is beauty in this childlike purity, this pristine soul of myself. She sees there is Light in all things. There is the love that never leaves or forsakes us. This love seen as God’s living world of all manner of things.  It’s all God’s. I see with the heart of this Child of God. She knows, living this divine presence, here, being all that is. I have lived it, I have proven it true for myself. You can too. This is the song in my heart. This infinite Light is the wind, the trees, the evening’s melody, the love song of all that I am – all that you are. My sweet joy stands upon this discovery, this recovery of my very own undying Identity. The same Life and Light I am, is the Light and Life you are. How much closer to you could I be, than this. This. With the heart and mind of this tender, childlike wonder that has been uncovered, now, I am back in the world, I am charmed and touched by the cabaret of Life, this wondrous love story. It is a musical, a very good musical, full of adventure, sometimes a romping comedy. Sometimes a passionate, tender, romantic musical. Beloved song of life. Tonight I see this deific leaping light, eternal light of love, painting images in this kaleidoscope of swirling brilliance. And yes, it is always about Love, always. Our very Identity is Love Itself. Love is who and what we are. Love is not something we must do for others or others for us. No. The sunshine, the warm sunset light, the sound of the sea, the waves, seagull flying above, and this carefree beauty I am, the smile you are, none of these have to do a thing in order to be what is – because Love Itself is this Identity.  I am standing under this raining radiance of sparkling laughter, it sprinkles lightly down on me, sweeps me away into colors of bliss. All this wild, untamed beauty; God’s joy, lifts my heart in fearless love. Arms wrapped, moving close, hearts colliding, this world of myself, of you –  beauty feeling love’s warm breaths softly moving as one. Love always...

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Nothing Complicated

Nothing Complicated

I’ve come down the stairway and walk into this grand ballroom of scintillating jewels and fabrics, softly glowing silks, deep purples and radiant golds. I’m here to give it all away. It’s just too wild and wonderful, this world. It is a rollicking festival of the divine, I hear the music of God. This is the living, spinning, shimmering word of God. My heart, a glowing red ruby inferno, unrelenting. Yes, my heart will go on. You and I, ablaze in the flames of this holiness, lit by the sweet sounds of laughter. We are setting it all afire like playful pyromaniacs of love. I want to hold you in my arms and let you fall open into the soft depth me. I am not afraid. I love this world of mine. I am maintaining this simple, credulous sensitivity with the courage of my welcoming heart. In the light of this love, I see you as bright as Venus on a starry night.  I see the energy of your passion shining through the eternity in your eyes. I love your beauty. That’s all. I just simply love your earthly, glorious, crazy ways.  It’s nothing complicated. My strange and wondrous world, you have taken me. Very often, startling  me in those winsome ways you are.  I love how your moves are sometimes capricious.   You can change with such rapid motion.  Life, you allure me. Life, you call to me and I come.  I want to be embraced by your heavenly, succulent beauty.  I want to make love to this whole wild world.  You are the sparkling sunshine of my very own soul. I drink it up like a Chateau Margaux 1982. Ah, yes, sweet memories. My husband used to say “Here beautiful, this Margaux is for you. It’s perfection. They made it especially for you.” His smile, his bow lips, I adored. Oh and indeed he was right. To savor it, sip it, taste it, twirl it, feel it’s sweet warmth fill me with pleasure as it would unbind me.  My beauty exposed in the glowing heat of love. Now I am in love with my whole sweet world. Yes, I’ve become intoxicated, fearless, merging my heart with Life. Now I laugh in delight as this experience of time over flows with such wonder and mystery. Ever my love. I am invited in for more. I accept the offer. This world surprised me. Completely taken off guard, I am enchanted. Yes, I know. I now see that I descended a stairway from heaven that led me into this captivating mystery and a world of such exquisite treasures. I couldn’t refuse this gift of love. I am comfortable in the familiar celestial realms of light and spirit, I know the unseen wonders. I know the mystery well.  I know that world. That’s easy. It is this world, here, now, this magical place of things, time and matter that intrigues me so much.  It is infused with that infinite Love. Yes, it’s here, all here in this world, it shines with the Light Divine.  The wedding between heaven and earth has taken place. The wine is served. The cake enjoyed.  The holy bridal chamber entered.  Let us drink from this holy grail of everlasting Life. I love you always, and longer if I...

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Always Was

Always Was

The Light is eternal. There is an immeasurable Light beyond this limited light. This unseen, limitless Light is the Light that is Life – and Life has no opposite. It is All. It is a Light that has no beginning, and therefore no end. The Light that always was and forever will be. This Light of Life cannot die.   Life is the livingness of Love. My one true love. Life does not exist without Love. Light is Real, it is the Reality being all things. Reality is seen as the evidence of all things. The Real that stands behind the evidence is changeless.  This is Love. Love and beauty are eternal. Easter is a celebration to remind us that Love never dies. Spring time comes and the garden blooms again.  We are love. We tell the stories of the resurrection of Life, the return of Light, of being born again, forever we live as the Living One. We shine bright, we smile, we laugh, we love. Everyday we awaken to this unchanging beauty of our own heart. We rise and shine knowing the Light we are. Yes, the Light we live is come, is here, is already the being of who we are. No matter how things might appear, we know the joy of spring, we know the Light of Life is the Love we are. We live with our heart wide open to the Joy of Life. Here is our knowing Light within us — and we look out and see the evidence of this Love. It all blooms new, comes back to life and lives again. Beauty never ceases to exist. The beauty I see, is the beauty I be, reflections of my infinity – this beautiful, wild, untamed heart of...

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Dare I Say

Dare I Say

I have a very zany way of looking at Life. This keeps me afloat, buoyant, steady and true. Something about seeing it all with an eye of whimsy and joy. I don’t know why I always tend toward humor, but I will say, it certainly keeps me filled with love and the ability to live with my heart wide open to this sweet adventure of Life. It is my strange take on things, my childlike inability to get too serious. Somewhere in this amusement is where God is. For me, it is. It’s sort of like being in 1st grade and my wanting to giggle at the protocol I was supposed to submit to. I do think God loves me for this little non-compliant spark in me. Oh well, yes, even as the world is on the verge of imploding, dare I say, I think it’s funny.  I say it’s funny because it’s an inside job, the corrupt desire to control others and the world is exactly how they destroy themselves – only themselves.  And I certainly won’t buy into the fear that the pharisee wish to lord over the spellbound masses.  It’s always been this way, as far as I can see. And I can see pretty far. So, here I am, I am still that little girl, she just cannot abide the conventional restraints of the ‘old man’s’ limited, contrived, ignorant, ridged view of the world. Here is the delight though, it is that, to see the irony in this insanity is also to see the sweet wonder and beauty and the divine of it all. Sweet Life. I know, that seems incongruous, but it’s really not.  And it’s truly joyful to know this unrestrained beauty that is clear and evident —  that’s what makes me smile.  This transcendent peace and light keeps my heart filled with happiness and yes, laughter. Well, really, there is this strange amusement in it all. I’ll just have to do this my way, thankful that I found this place, this holy haven of an abiding Love within me – and all it’s wonders – wonders that never leave or forsake me. Love forever...

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Tenderly

Tenderly

Growing up in my parents home, we had this intercom sound system. My dad had that bohemian aura about him. He was an artist, worked in the film industry, photography, movies, style, beauty, nature, the senses highly attuned to life and love. He would play his smooth music on the turn-table hi-fi system – It was cool – an intercom with the radio connected to it – and KPFK would be the staple piped in. Alan Watts among the voices heard. My memories of my home as a child are really wonderful. As it should be for all of us. I carried that Love into my whole life. I can feel the peace and security there.Those dark cork floors and that big open-hearth fireplace, and the music. I inherited many wonderful gifts from both of my parents. Among these gifts came this marvelous telepathy that still looms around me in my life. I’ve learned I can trust it. It’s always right, never failed me yet. I was thinking about how love really is tender. It is a gentle thing. It has nothing to do with force or control or as my friend William Samuel said, love is not coercion – and certainly love is not war. , That word ‘tenderly’ evoked this old song that came singing inside me this morning. It was one of my dad’s favorites, played on that very elegant music system hidden neatly on a shelf behind doors. So, listening to my intuition, I’m happy to be playing this old Rosemary Clooney tune for my dad and for us all, today. It’s my contribution to the war effort, said with a giggle and a smile.  This really is a great song – Thank you all my loves – Life is so very beautiful, and I’ll love softly, tenderly and easy –...

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Star of Wonder

Star of Wonder

I’m living the story of the three wise men. I’m following my guiding star.  I’m taking a trip back to my own inner star of Bethlehem.  I am the holy trinity, the three caballeros,  the musketeers. I am the three that one.  I am a measure of limited light here in the world of time-space- matter. I am the awareness that perceives this limited light within itself.  And beyond this, is the one being it all, the full measure of illimitable Light.  All three wed to one another. The three that are one. A Trinity as the very Life-I-Am living and I’m right here in the middle.  Three in one. I think some guy named an oil after this liberating insight. The perfect mix and combination of Love. Oil, anointing, funny. Life really is a divine comedy.  And to my complete joy, God has such a great sense of humor. None of this trip is to be taken too seriously, and yes, thank God for that. That’s not just by chance, no it’s not – and yes, God makes me smile. Here it is. Right here within us, Life itself.  This inner Light is residing, ever so steady and true. Here, within us is this powerful beam of glorious light, so bright. Now it’s guiding me through this world. And it keeps me laughing while traveling alone out here on the road. How beautiful it is. I’m being shown the way. I am the three wise men, I am the holy trinity. We are following the star and we cannot get lost.  Not now. Not now. It is my compass leading me through the deserts, the hills, the valleys, the vast, and  sometimes stormy, sea of life. Here, right here, I came to this simple, sweet manger in my own heart. This little town of Bethlehem, right here inside myself.  Here, I found the pure Child, born to myself.  Here I live, vulnerable, unrestricted, and fearless, full of laughter and the sweet tears of love. I’m unbeholden to the ways the world. It’s not up to me to fix any of it. I do see the reason. And I find the humor of it all. I thank God, yes and I do. True, I’m not inclined to be systematic nor bound to convention, or caught in the limits of the intellect.  This Child heart of mine is fully alive to the dynamic beauty of this mystery.  She’s agile, responsive and flexible to the events and circumstances along this road. It’s the push and pull of the road, the friction, going up against the rough stuff. Friction is needed to keep us going. Nothing is inert. No, it’s all moving, in perpetual motion — while yet, all the while, I am still here in this steady, immutable presence of my entire being. It’s all Love, no matter which way I go. Oh, I know, to see this is not by accident, or luck – no, I’ve seen something holy, something extraordinary, mysterious. I am quite aware of this morning light, this dawning of the first star pointing me to the divine wonder I am. I’m here at the edge of an exquisite dawn. All this beauty I see is the very beauty I be.    This makes it easy. In this temperance and peace I am caring for my world, without being toppled and pulled down by it. Like he said, this is dominion. Sweet joy of my heart – form and Light have become one. This is the third place.  I am this living, holy trinity, seeing and being all that I include. Follow the star.  At first...

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Blooms

Blooms

So, my nice little Mac lap-top stopped working. And for 4 days I was without the internet. I played music, and I painted. Oh, and yes, I cleaned the house. That was nice. Here is the painting I did. And I wrote a little sort of something. Here it is: I am impulsive and optimistic. That combination can be a bit dangerous you would think. But, has not been so for me. I get excited and leap, believing the best will be. Low and behold, the best always is– it’s not failed me yet. And I’ve got a lot of years into this. All circumstances, meetings, occurrences in our lives are always for something Good. You do have to look for it though. Sometimes it is hiding, sometimes it takes some time to find it. But you can find it, if you want to. Looking for Good is really just another way of finding the Truth. The Truth is the Pure Light beyond time and space and matter, but the Truth contains all space and matter, you and me. Finding the Truth is the reason we are all here in this world experience. We are here to uncover, or reveal for our self, the Goodness that is right here standing behind everything. There is Light and Beauty in all things. It is always here. Of course it is. Because this Living Light includes all that is. You can find it coming and going, either way, it remains Good. This Ineffable Isness that is being everything, does not have an opposite to Itself. Even the shadow leads to the tree. So shadow is Good. Well, I have been able to find Good in all things. If I can do it, any one can. And the wonders and the joy that transpire when we do this, are pure magic, absolutely divine. For me, it has become the only way. Now this steady stream of Love and Power sustains me. And so, that is what I will do, I let this stream pour out into my world. I can’t see much else to live for but to Love. Love, seems to me, to be the only reason I am here. So, there you go, I’ll do what I do – and I love...

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Scent of Jasmine

Scent of Jasmine

A soft warm and gentle breeze blows through this balmy night, immersing me in an air of nectarous scent wafting in the sweetest pleasure. I’m bathed in mystery’s exotic midnight breath filled with perfumed fragrance exhaled by the night-blooming jasmine outside my bedroom window. Heavenly blossoms of precious ambrosial ambiance awakened by the darkness tenderly lulling me softly to sleep, to dream the story of your...

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The Meadow Blooms

The Meadow Blooms

Love blooms as love is. Love blooms with tenderness. Love is being the beauty that love is. Love is what I am. Freedom comes and I need no more than this. It’s all here, it is extraordinary to see. I am infused with this peace that celebrates the joy of this simple, everyday existence of my being, of life, this marvelous magic that is being me. I am this living mystery of ever-flowering beauty. The moonlight song heard echoing ten thousand fathoms deep is a fact quite plenty enough for me. I’m filled with the delight of living here in the middle of this infinity of my self. An enigma so extraordinary, veiled in the soft pink light of the ordinary. How marvelous this goodness is, I am a million joys, living irresponsibly and aimless, carried by this river of fearless love that upholds me. It is not mine to tell others what to do. What is true cannot be lost. Mine is this wind blown freedom of an irresistible and effortless heart. Mine is the open meadow, the glimmering periwinkle sky, and the sounds of happy laughter – I am here, where the children...

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The Living Business

The Living Business

I am in the living business.  I am not in the business of judging how certain things, people, situations, images are supposed to act or respond or behave. The realization comes that to free them of such obligations is to find myself free of any dependence upon them for my happiness. Why should I limit my pleasure to the actions of others? My revelations never cease to unchain me from the mistaken perceptions of restrictions. Nothing holds anyone hostage from happiness. Nor from enjoying the full beauty and riches of this most marvelous life that we are the very living of.  I live for myself and in that wisdom and knowing.  I find life to be such a brilliant friend of mine, with a wry and wonderful sense of humor. My heart is my world,  and it is filled with this ever-flowing sweet laughter of God — right here, now, always. Freedom. Growing richer, deeper and more beautiful by the day. I find the ways by the very living of It. The unfolding wonders of Life never stop. This living and learning never ends.  I am thrilled with this one true fact and I live it. Does this take courage? No, because tenderness and love prevails as the only present Reality and the only Reality present. Living the doing brings its own strength. It brings the knowing with It. I have been set free. This love I am, it is not beholden, not subject to what things do or don’t do. I am not obligated to things. All things are within my awareness and therefore are essentially completely powerless to do or not do anything to affect my happiness. This unbound heart of mine is not tied to that limited view of the world, the judging, restricted view, the objective view. As the pure, unbound self I am, I am lifted up in this starry eyed elation and sweet freedom — and like a little child enjoying the vistas –  I am not coming...

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Flowers In The Wind

Flowers In The Wind

How beautiful. How very beautiful. It was this divine messenger I heard, speaking to my heart. Singing to my soul. It came unsolicited from the flowers blowing in the wind. Springtime equinox, the hills filled with this bounty of blooms. This beauty entrusted itself to me and It took me to places extending into the timeless. I heard this song expressing in grand colors of comfort and joy. I lay in this green bed, in sweet repose, watching the colors dance as the light filled my eyes with love. This paradise of peace, this heavenly garden of whimsy and wonder. Taken up higher, I saw it all. Secret visions of invisible kingdoms catch me in this tender, loving laughter of God. Enveloped by this love dancing with me upon this mountain that keeps my heart open, expansive and gently free. How beautiful this amiable power and winsome dominion of my unrestricted soul. How very beautiful this Mystery that has found...

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Honest Beauty

Honest Beauty

Oh I know, yes, I know. It’s a veritable circus of complexities when looking from the saga of human stories. And a circus, I have no desire to join.  I tend to the honest beauty and the simplicity of my own heart.  Here I am enjoying a lovely day at the beach.  This entire world is filled with that innocent honesty –  full of light and color and the ecstasy of love. I grew up at the beach. There was a surfing spot called Church. When the other kids in the neighborhood were tending Sunday services, I’d go to the beach. My parents loved my light-hearted spirit. And when I would say to them, I was going to Church today, they would be quite amused by my sense of humor and my non-compliant nature. Now, even now, my world is a festival of excitement, filled with these joyful delights of life. It is a vital love I feel. Powerful love, moving me to the songs I hear at the midnight jubilee.  The stars are dancing, as you hold me close in your resolve. The bliss of your love permeates me in this savory essence you are, sweet world of mine, dear life of me. Touching me, keeping here with you. Your voice whispers it’s depth of mystery and I am taken by your powerful breath, it’s warmth, it’s heat, heart beat of the timeless touches me and then I am released into this precious stream of your ardor. It was in the night, in the dark, in the hidden silence of my entire world, when deep in my heart, I felt the living tenor of your call. It took me, took my heart. Now I am alive again, elevated in the elating joy of my most daring, open, fearless heart.  The world is my church, My holy sanctuary. It’s always beautiful hearing you.  You took me there, you took me up so high, so high. And there in the middle of universe I stood upon the top of this world.  There with you, my life, my heart, my feet upon your holy mountain. Your light shining so bright in my eyes, a fire of love lit,  exploding me into the rapture of your irresistible cadence. How divine this playful laughter, as I am astounded at my agility and ability here, so young, in this wonderland I’ve found. There is a cool breeze here, as the sun gently sparkles upon my soul. I am lifted up, lightly, loosely, easy, balanced on this narrow edge of the infinite. You hold me close, safe, yet, your love allows me this open readiness, that I find this dynamic buoyancy that keeps me steady and true. Now I know the interruptions have all been for good, leading me home, back to the abiding beauty I am. I’m filled with the exhilaration of a thousand years of love as you hold me close.  The marvelous wholeness caressing every part of me. I live this untamed beauty that I feel.  I am filled by this heavenly expanse that shines in my eyes.  I can see forever. Love always – yes, yes...

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All That Is

All That Is

Love is really all that is. It is. Love is Life and Life is the Joy of being Me. Life is all that I am.  I am alive with this overflowing abundance and powerful, unrestrained force that lives as who and what I am.  I am the all inclusive sights and sounds and knowing of this tangible expressing evidence of such Love. Do you remember when you were a little boy and I was a little girl?  We had fun. Wild, unafraid, carefree, daring, laughter and fun. I love this world, yes I do, and I love you. That little girl, she is me and she is the Light of my Life. She is real and she is who I am. She is the divine wholeness of all that I am. Gentle, tender beauty, true, divine, inspired beauty, that it the heart and soul of me. She returns as my sweet, easy, unbridled, lawless, unrestricted joy. The Jasmine over the doorway is bursting with white-pink blushed flowers, how quickly it all blooms. The earth has been saturated by the recent rains.  The lilac tree, she’s in bloom, bursting in vital beauty.  Blue touching green, this is love.  And I cannot think of a more perfect love affair than this.  Scents of orange blossoms and Jasmine sweetly drift through the air, and I catch a golden gleam of love that shines forever in my heart, right here, with me always — here, in the early morning light. Forever and always, my love...

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The Heart of the Matter

The Heart of the Matter

This Child is the one we were before the world was. It is the pure Light of our being. It is real. It is a  powerful force, a rushing vitality that leads the way for me now. The puer aeternus, the divine child within. This pristine, unbound soul is our intermediary with the eternal realm.  The puer can see both worlds at once. This is the Holy Spirit. It will show us the inner realms as well, if we wish. This Child is found in the Heart of us. Though the intellect may play its part in manifestation and discipline, it can’t travel out of the mind, into the infinite and the wonders of the unmanifest, the Child’s home. Yes, it’s a powerful force. It fills my heart with tender tears of love. It makes me weep with love, weep with its beauty.  Yes, it is so beautiful and rich and full and palpable, honest, forthright and strong. It is a powerful love.  Love is woven into the fabric of Life. It is holy and profound. My every day world of things has come alive. Everything seems more like it was when I was a child.  Like being at the beach on a foggy day. Remember how the fog would lift and the clear day broke through? In minutes everything was dazzling in the sunlight.  Yes, it’s like that. Suddenly bright and clear.  But the strangest of all, is that I have become real, I’m more real than I ever was. It’s all became real, in the most marvelous and mysterious unreal way. I know what stands behind this world of time and matter. The Child shows me. Do you remember when you were a little kid and you went to Disneyland and you rode on “Mr.Toad’s Wild Ride?” Where the little cart goes through the dark,  scary, wonderland of trains coming headlong into you and narrow bridges and dangerous curves, all the thundering sounds and lights flashing inside the tunnel? And then do you remember the feeling when you came to the end of ride and big doors swung open and it was all bright daylight again?  The whole frightening trip through “toad land,” in the dark, was gone, just gone, and you skipped off, all happy and excited for whatever else was out there.  Well, it’s a bit like that for me. I hit the bright light of the day, the doors flung wide, and I know, whatever the ride was, it’s over.  Here, now in the bright day everything is new, it’s all more wonderful, rich, lovely, real, alive. As to your question: The exchange of this power is constant and the ordinary has become extraordinary–and yet within this pulse of power, everything is so simple, sweet, so lovely, so gentle, so strong. It is daylight and the same as always, but everything feels so tender and vulnerable and kind; it goes both ways, an exchange. Like electric it is a giving and receiving current flowing through me. I am full of energy and love. Yes, it makes me weep tenderly for this beauty that has found me; humbled in joy and wonder. The power of Life Itself has been awakened in me; an energy of robust delight, freedom, and a fearlessness. That unbridled childlike fearlessness, yes, I must often hold back, pull in the reins, as its thrust can be mighty. I am moved by just the simplest things, the tender things. I am touched with a feeling of love by a sweet song in the deep of the night, the cat sleeping at my feet, the...

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Scarlet Ribbons

Scarlet Ribbons

William Samuel taught mostly through stories. It was a great way of teaching that worked well with me. Stories, like music, went straight to my heart. William was giving a talk in White, Georgia, back in 1993. My husband and I were among a little group of people who had come to see him. During the talk William told the story of an old song called Scarlet Ribbons. How the father hears his child ask in prayer for scarlet ribbons. Wanting to answer her prayer, the father goes out into the night to buy her some red ribbons. But it is late, the stores are closed. He finds no ribbons. Then, sweet mystery of Love, in the morning there are scarlet ribbons laying on the bed of the young child. Well, by the end of the story the whole group was in tears. Bill truly touched our hearts as the Child had been unloosened by that story. Something stirred deep within me, and for just a moment I remembered the sweet little girl I used to be. She was pristine, credulous, bubbling with laughter, beautiful, alive, full of herself and she was awaiting my return. Then Bill talked about death, he said to look for signs and wonders after a loved one dies, look for synchronicity, look for birds or lights or butterflies. He said the tangible evidence that our loved ones are still with us will show up for us in a way we will understand and know it is their spirit speaking to us through signs. Bill addressed one gentleman who had recently lost his wife saying that Ruby was not really gone, that Ruby was right there with the man. He said that just thinking of someone is a way to bring them to us. Life, Consciousness, Awareness, Identity, which includes Ruby, does not die. That imagination is closer to Reality than the tangible forms are. Bill added that if we watch and listen and if we are open to miracles, our loved ones who pass on will contact us in special ways to let us know they are not really gone. I didn’t know it fully at the time, but I had been transformed that weekend. Something happened deep in my soul. Something very powerful and very beautiful was awakened in me. At the end of the talks, to my joy and surprise, William asked me to come up front and sit with him “to help answer questions,” he said. I did the best I could. I was so honored and felt that Bill knew I was truly finding the Child and Its blessed gift of Understanding. So impressed by what had transpired during the weekend talk that when we returned home I wore scarlet ribbons in my hair in honor of Bill and the Child that was coming alive again within me. …But, here is how the story continues… I jump now to three years later. I was in my home, sitting on my living room floor, sorting a box of things to throw out. The TV was on. I was listening to Regis and Kathy Lee. It was a beautiful spring day, fresh and warm. The front door was wide open. The phone rang and it was Rachel, William’s wife. Rachel was calling to tell me that William had passed away. I knew he’d been in hospital, so this was not completely unexpected. I hung up the phone, adrift in emotions, sorrow, tears and love — knowing all is well, trusting what Bill had said so many times, knowing Life does not die,...

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Wild Grass

Wild Grass

She was an artist. She was illuminated from the heart.  She was eccentric, original, mysterious. She was not afraid of life. She was a golden heiress to the sunshine and nothing could hold her light from shining bright and warm. She was heating her world with this inner radiance. But the best part was that she knew the wisdom of running off with these most joyous, uninhibited, unbound feelings of love. She was not reluctant to take this love ride with Life. She couldn’t hold back from the unbound joy she felt. Her laughter untied the tangled knots of seriousness. She had a playful way that unlocked the artificial restrictions. She was the love that could diffuse  conformity.  She was out of range, living this gentle, innocent, irrepressible love. Her heart moving in the sweet delight of her senses and feelings, alive and free. She knew she was living it her way. Her entire world was the essence of beauty, it was a feeling of love. It was tempered by her bright intellect, but she knew love was the leader. Love was always the way. There was no denying it, as she felt this deep happiness lift her soul and open her to the living lightness and abundance that flows through her heart and soul. She was like a cosmic wellspring of bliss, pouring out starry celebrations of love.  So remarkable, this ever-streaming treasure she had found. She had no rules – not anymore. Escaping the conventional, the programmed, the doctrines, the circumscribed artificial parameters- simply erased – she was free. Right there, hidden at the center of her was this unbound feeling of love.  It kept blooming and flowering, displaying it’s bounty to her, in a million ways, day and night. Love was the feeling.  It was a gentle joy. It was a transcendent presence being all sensation and all feeling. This sense of peace delighted her. She was moving through this open blue, green and pink light of an untamed wilderness. Her soul, her spirit, her vibrant energy felt like it was riding an unbridled horse over an infinite range of a sacred field of wild grass and spring flowers. And there was peace. A sweet, tranquil, serene peace that drifted through the air, through her breath, deep and sweet, like a warm honeysuckle infused summer night. She inhaled the freshness of this world. She was no longer duped by lies and false ideologies created only to control others.  Who’s beliefs were they? Not hers.  She was fearless, guiltless and unchained. Her heart was that of a child, carefree and happy. In the open fields of this mystical, magic meadow, she had discovered a peace that didn’t ebb and flow between serenity and sadness. She found a living transcendent peace that moved beyond accepted constraints. Her eyes twinkle and flash like lightening as she listens to the rhythmic heartbeat of eternity echoing through the sounds of rain drops falling – raindrops that sparkle, dancing in the glimmering rays in the...

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Organized Bewilderers

Organized Bewilderers

She put her favorite red dress on. She was standing before the mirror, the dress fit perfectly. She loved that dress.  She liked the way it cinched her waist and then flared out into a billowy, bouncy, little gathered skirt.  And standing there, she looked radiant. She was her own light, she was her own illumined brightness. Something had moved deep in her heart, and she felt no longer beguiled by the organized bewilderers.  Who were they? Who were the ones causing the mayhem, anger, turmoil, incessant wars.  She didn’t know who and she didn’t know why. She surmised it was all those who want power and need to control others. She had no use for communism, socialism, any ideology or so called religion that thwarted individual freedom. Something entangled and entwined about how powerful the controlling organizations had become. They didn’t want to be taken down, dismantled – found out for the sham, the fakes they all were — and left to die. Whatever it was, she knew that without Light, it would all eventually come down, these systems, ideologies of extremes, based in fear and arrogance. Nothing can go on for long without the Light. She had found Something exquisite, extraordinary, powerful, strong and real. It was her very own Self she had found. She was living from out of this sweet, unbound light of freedom. It was a divine light of her own and she was most assuredly living it. The government, left and right had lost all it’s significance and meaning to her. It had become quite powerless to her.  Same with religions. Especially those religions that were extreme fundamentalist, the blatantly crazy ones. Were they really religions?  Had someone intentionally figured out that if you call your system of authority, dominance, and control, a religion or governance then you can get away with anything? Dogmatic, unbending, unchanging, arrogant, ignorant ideologies, all dressed up like something divine or supreme or loving. That was funny to her. She laughed at the  ploy, while yet surprised so few seemed to see this deception. She smiled at her lovely image in the glass reflection. How can people allow themselves to be slaves, subject to some idea, to some fabricated organization called religion? or submit to any ideology that requires ownership of the people, forcing citizens into bondage.  Seemed archaic to her, odd, at the moment.  It was such a strange thing for people to accept.  But, of course, she thought, when people are afraid and seeking security, they will do just about anything. Perhaps the entire world had gone mad, and surrendered themselves into a stupor or a kind of collective Stockholm Syndrome. The flock consenting,  submitting to the wolves, for the sake of feeling safe, or provided for, or secure in some way —  as if life could ever be secure. That made her smile too, because, she knew the magic. She had found a freedom that was beyond both sides. She had found her Self, right here, in the middle, strong and easy.  Here within her own soul was this transcendent love and this sense of an omniscient light that held her near and dear, always.  She didn’t need the government, nor some domineering religion to take care of her. She was free. She had discovered this illimitable guiding vision within herself. There she was in her red dress, a little lace around cuffs and hem. Her waist belted and her hair undone. Her sense of beauty was an inner authority coming from this living, unbound, untamed, pristine, rebel Child she was. She was the beloved delight...

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Time

Time

Some say there is no time, and that is true, when seeing from the highest peaks of this Holy Mountain of tangible Life- But, while we are here on the Holy Mountain, on Da Shan, there is time. Sweet, sweet magical time. What a wonder this living sense of time is. It’s a sparkling light over the depth of the Infinite Timeless Light we really are. This world is some kind of holy magic and we get to experience life by way of this thing called time. The Wonder and Joy of Life. Each year that appears to slip away, has been the most divine year, a good time to be here. Never a bad year among them. Not one. I cherish them all. Every year that comes along is an opportunity to live this Light of Life with an open heart, to flow with this ongoing divine adventure of Love and Wonder – Caught we are, in the winds of this wild beauty of being here. Flying through this exquisite story of self-discovery and returning home to who we are. Every year filled with the this tender happiness of being here. It’s you and me, here, no instructions on how to, except to follow your heart. It’s in the heart, all of it. We are just learning, all by ourselves, how to come back to our very own self. Seems the only way to learn, to grow, to find our way home, is through our mistakes and wrong turns. The hard teaching brought me back to find my self, the one that knows. I’ve not found anything that withstands the bumps and hard knocks except for this deep and honest heart of mine, in me, my very own self, that beloved self of me, that was here all along. Thank God for such a gift this Life is. We come with this scared heart that holds the treasures. Maybe our time in this world is as simple as “live and learn” no more than that. Happy New Year my loves, all my sweet loves – bubbly, you make me smile – and so many dear loves of my life. It could not have been the pure bliss it is, without you – It’s truly been a wonderful year, as every moment of my life has been – Thank you – Happy New Year — I love you always...

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