Maintaining the allness and only-ness of the perfection of Life as Spirit, not matter, is about not accepting the lie. It is impossible for both Spirit and matter to co-exist and so we must choose and choose again, and choose again, until it is embedded in our Consciousness.

A selection of poems.

Nothing in this world of the sense-mind, of sensation, is real. It is a dream, and if we don’t know this, we allow it to pull us in. We wallow in a misery that isn’t even ours - none of it is ours, but we make it personal, even while accepting the Truth of the impersonal nature of existence.

When I opened my eyes, I immediately felt sad, for I realized that this was not the world I had pledged my heart to. Who were these imposters? Where did the irreverence come from? Have I been blessed or cursed?

Love given, brightens any darkness and gathers up the fragments of a heart that has seemed to be shattered - Love is not just Oneness, It is also Wholeness. We hurt only because we imagine we are broken…

Do we really need to pick up our lost threads of understanding if all has its purpose in Now, and what we need is given us, not through the mind, but through our capacity for Love and Oneness that resides at the Heart of Being?

Can you step out of your comfort zone by doing something that really frightens you? Not just something like swimming in the deep part of an ocean whose sharks scare you out of your wits, but perhaps something more subtle, like not reacting and holding your tongue when someone judges or criticizes…

We are never asked for more than what we are capable of at any given time, but we have to want to be real…

We have to live with what we accept. The only channel the Infinite has is our Pure Consciousness,
and it WILL be externalized…

“I meditate thinking that meditation is not getting me anywhere but the acupuncture will. It is like seeking out a healer to help me so I depend on something outside myself for health…”