Places.
All over the world.
Different cultures. Different people.
Places.
Just places.
Places to be explored and cherished. Places to be worshiped and understood.
Different architectures. Different religions. Different ground.
All over the world.
Different laws. Different people. Different histories.
Different skies.
They池e just places.
And they池e unlike what you know.
You only meet a handful of inhabitants in this world
in those many different places
that you can truly trust
and they understand your humor
or sadness
or lifestyle
or being
or love
or you.
Because we池e all different.
And inhabit different places. All over the world.
Explore and cherish those unique people.
Worship and understand them. Teach and learn from them.
Understand them. Trust them.
Gain strength from them.
Respect them.
Love them.
Das Ende
Posted by RAD at May 29, 2007 7:19 PMGo go gadget amish.
Posted by: Shannon at May 31, 2007 7:00 PMA Brother痴 Prayer
Look inward now. Places are just places.
There is no ground that can give you true insight which comes as a gift from the Divine.
We are all part and parcel of God,
This can be felt under any tree, in any hovel or palace, inside out.
There is no person or thing that can give you undivided Bliss.
You are pure Spirit, beyond the shell of past and longings which hold you in.
Not a one but you can break your shell.
Do not expect it.
You are pure Bliss and Consciousness
Remember it now, remember.
Remember now.
And see
See without the yoke
Of a curdled past, and fanciful next.
There is only One desire.
Pure Desire breaks the shell.
Fulfill the inborn, become more your self
Limitless in Joy
Boundless Love that flows
Moves and Acts
Beyond mind and expectation
Posted by: Jeff Dale at June 1, 2007 3:21 PMTo my flower children
Friday 30 July 2004.
You are angry with life
Like small children
Whose Mother is lost in Darkness
Your sulk expressing despair
At the fruitless end of your journey
You wear Ugliness to discover Beauty
You name everything false in the name of Truth
You drain out emotions to fill the cup of Love
My sweet children, my darling
How can you get peace by waging war
With yourself, with your being, with joy itself
Enough are your efforts of renunciation
The artificial mask of consolation
Now rest in the petals of the lotus flower
In the lap of your gracious Mother
I will adorn your life with beautiful blossoms
And fill your moments with joyful fragrance
I will anoint your head with Divine Love
For I cannot bear your torture anymore
Let me engulf you in the ocean of joy
So you lose your being in the Greater one
Who is smiling in your calyx of self
Secretly hidden to tease you all the while
Be aware and you will find Him
Vibrating your every fibre with blissful joy
Covering the whole Universe with light.
Mother Nirmala