Monday, April 17, 2017

Bondage for me

Do not think about enlightenment – look at your limitations and how to go beyond them. That’s the way to progress.  ~ Sadhguru

My path is the down low. My sadhana is the "how" of how I work with my limitations. How I stay awake. How I stay open to Guru's grace. How my limitations dissolve in Her love.

The rest is bondage for me.

Friday, April 7, 2017

So profound

I did THAT.

I did THIS.

Back and forth. Struggle creates its own fire.

Now. Purified. I am in the center, no movement, just a slightly liquid motion in an ever refreshed current of bliss.

So profound. Your grace.

I sigh

A Woman's Tarot by Billie Pots

It's like slipping away from the shore, never having known I was borne upon liquid, watching a smaller world that does not follow, a steady row of tall grass and rocky weeds moving away from me at a measured rate.

My mind is winding down. I stop it often, when it starts. Bliss finds me, scours me with a liquid flow, again and again I sigh.

My breath sustains me. A continuous process of life. The most essential of all that is most sacred.

Thursday, April 6, 2017

I am floating.

Your shakti washes over me.

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Same shakti

"God endowed every one of us with the same shakti which he himself is. God created us and also lives in us."
~ Baba Muktananda

Saturday, April 1, 2017

A sweetness flows

When I am the right distance from it all. Consciousness of consciousness, a sweet exchange, quiet inside.

There is a me, because I am made of You. A there. And a here. You.

I finally understand. I finally see.

It is a play, it is pretense of multiplicity. But it is real. Because it is made out of You. This is all You. Inside. All around. I am watching You play. 

When I am the right distance from it all. Consciousness of consciousness. A sweetness flows through it.

Thursday, March 30, 2017

Earn grace

"To earn the grace of the divine is the highest victory."  ~Sadhguru

No ladder for me

I have never thought this before. I have never heard another saying it.

No ladder of enlightenment. Not for me.

My sadhana is a song. My love, my Beloved.

Grace is a night wind, softly keening, well up in the treetops. The tug in me that has always been there.

I dance inside. This world of bliss.

I care only about the places between rocks, an endless song of spheres, the silent years of space.

My sadhana is a song. My love, my Beloved. I am curled against You.

I receive You. I am of You. I play as You.

So beautiful.

Monday, March 27, 2017


Every few minutes... every few hours...

My mind spins down. So whisper soft as it comes to a stop.

And I become soft, my eyes gently close as I float in effortless meditation.

Sunday, March 26, 2017

Get out of the way

Get out of the way. Get out of the way.

Each moment of transcendence and bliss, my true nature. Only my mind thinks that something is missing.

My mind thinks I am attaining something, and tries to control it, tries to learn how to keep it. My mind keeps leaping in to grasp and move and amplify.

Get out of the way. Get out of the way of grace, unfettered grace.


Sweet Surprise 2017

Forever and ever...

...closer than close.

I have two gurus. It wasn't my idea.
Normally this is a HUGE no-no. I am always the exception.