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30/09/07
The Invitation
I have been read this poem in a retreat not so long ago by a friend. It touched me deeply. Yesterday again another friend have read it to me, and I feel it is appropriate to put it here.
Love
Shakti
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the Invitation
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
by
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
Love
Shakti
-----------------------
the Invitation
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
by
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
04/09/07
the kingfisher
IT was the Rainbow gave thee birth,
And left thee all her lovely hues;
And, as her mother's name was Tears,
So runs it in my blood to choose
For haunts the lonely pools, and keep
In company with trees that weep.
Go you and, with such glorious hues,
Live with proud peacocks in green parks;
On lawns as smooth as shining glass,
Let every feather show its marks;
Get thee on boughs and clap thy wings
Before the windows of proud kings.
Nay, lovely Bird, thou art not vain;
Thou hast no proud, ambitious mind;
I also love a quiet place
That's green, away from all mankind;
A lonely pool, and let a tree
Sigh with her bosom over me.
W.H. Davies
And left thee all her lovely hues;
And, as her mother's name was Tears,
So runs it in my blood to choose
For haunts the lonely pools, and keep
In company with trees that weep.
Go you and, with such glorious hues,
Live with proud peacocks in green parks;
On lawns as smooth as shining glass,
Let every feather show its marks;
Get thee on boughs and clap thy wings
Before the windows of proud kings.
Nay, lovely Bird, thou art not vain;
Thou hast no proud, ambitious mind;
I also love a quiet place
That's green, away from all mankind;
A lonely pool, and let a tree
Sigh with her bosom over me.
W.H. Davies
24/08/07
questioning
Any action performed is totally divine, impersonal and necessary as it is actually performed by God itself in the unfolding of the understanding of itself.
"Who am I?" is the natural question that arises from Awareness itself through each form. When the answer to this question is seen to be the questioner itself what remains is the simple happening of what is, and the questioning dies in the fire of the understanding.
this fire cannot be pushed away or prevented or either be encouraged through any tecquiques or methods, as it is ALREADY unfolding in the most perfect way through the circustamces of Life.
shakti
"Who am I?" is the natural question that arises from Awareness itself through each form. When the answer to this question is seen to be the questioner itself what remains is the simple happening of what is, and the questioning dies in the fire of the understanding.
this fire cannot be pushed away or prevented or either be encouraged through any tecquiques or methods, as it is ALREADY unfolding in the most perfect way through the circustamces of Life.
shakti
taking personally
Whenever an action that appears to be coming from or through an apparent other hurts us or causes us offence it is because there is not the seeing of One consciousness in that moment.
ALL action is of the One and what one experiences indicates where one stands in relationship to this realisation of Oneness.
If one were to be able to never take anything personally then the concept of being an individual person would fall away, all action then would be seen to be from One source, impersonal and just what IS.
Whatever one's experience is it is the one that consciousness is having in that moment through that form and as such it is perfect for it is the ONLY one that can be happening in that moment.
Once the personality concept has dissolved all is seen to be the One unfolding , all then is unfolding in the only way that it can. All is seen in its utter perfect by that same perfection.
Much Love to all who read this Avasa
ALL action is of the One and what one experiences indicates where one stands in relationship to this realisation of Oneness.
If one were to be able to never take anything personally then the concept of being an individual person would fall away, all action then would be seen to be from One source, impersonal and just what IS.
Whatever one's experience is it is the one that consciousness is having in that moment through that form and as such it is perfect for it is the ONLY one that can be happening in that moment.
Once the personality concept has dissolved all is seen to be the One unfolding , all then is unfolding in the only way that it can. All is seen in its utter perfect by that same perfection.
Much Love to all who read this Avasa
14/08/07
True Presence
I love your absence
more than your presence
in this what you are is revelaed more fully
here I really meet you
no more distance to cover
just here where I am
is where you are
this absence is my real Presence
is your real nature
so vainly the mind was avoiding this sense of lack
filling it with strategies to push away the pain
of an Heart that has to be broken fully
to see that this Love doesn't know any need
here I see your face,
that is all mine
faceless Awareness
bright Light
void of any image and concept,
pure...
Love did all this
Love was calling and I could not resist
It had your voice that was mine as well
It has been always calling
and I am its answer.
love
shakti
more than your presence
in this what you are is revelaed more fully
here I really meet you
no more distance to cover
just here where I am
is where you are
this absence is my real Presence
is your real nature
so vainly the mind was avoiding this sense of lack
filling it with strategies to push away the pain
of an Heart that has to be broken fully
to see that this Love doesn't know any need
here I see your face,
that is all mine
faceless Awareness
bright Light
void of any image and concept,
pure...
Love did all this
Love was calling and I could not resist
It had your voice that was mine as well
It has been always calling
and I am its answer.
love
shakti
When Love dies...
Hi guys
i would like to share what has been happening for me in the few last days. I think it is something we all have come across in our life and so I feel is good to share it here as well.
When a relantionship ends what hurts is that the Love is present but the object of Love has gone. The absense of the other is actually revealing that Love even more clearly. The mind can then take over again and imagine that this Love is coming still from the object and try in some way to come back with the other person. In alternative this Love is denied and even more suffering will be present.
In a sense more there is letting go of the other and more the Love will be strong.
If one can remain open in this Love what will be revealed is that what was imagined to be the object of our Love is only the reflection of it. The Love is even more present now in our life because is no more linked to an object.
Like the sun is shining all over without avoiding anything so this Love will encompass everything, including the person with which our previous lover might be with now. The situation is seen to be all led by Love itSelf that has been orchestrating the perfect situation to be able to reveal itself to itself.
What one discovers infact oneself to be is that this Love is actually one's own Being that creates the play of the twoness, the male and the female, to enjoy itself. When Love comes back to itself in a sense it dies, and only Presence remains. It is seen that there is no object AND no subject of this Love, but just Lov-ING.
This Loving is what creates all the manifestation for the pure delight of making experience of itself.
Love,
Shakti
i would like to share what has been happening for me in the few last days. I think it is something we all have come across in our life and so I feel is good to share it here as well.
When a relantionship ends what hurts is that the Love is present but the object of Love has gone. The absense of the other is actually revealing that Love even more clearly. The mind can then take over again and imagine that this Love is coming still from the object and try in some way to come back with the other person. In alternative this Love is denied and even more suffering will be present.
In a sense more there is letting go of the other and more the Love will be strong.
If one can remain open in this Love what will be revealed is that what was imagined to be the object of our Love is only the reflection of it. The Love is even more present now in our life because is no more linked to an object.
Like the sun is shining all over without avoiding anything so this Love will encompass everything, including the person with which our previous lover might be with now. The situation is seen to be all led by Love itSelf that has been orchestrating the perfect situation to be able to reveal itself to itself.
What one discovers infact oneself to be is that this Love is actually one's own Being that creates the play of the twoness, the male and the female, to enjoy itself. When Love comes back to itself in a sense it dies, and only Presence remains. It is seen that there is no object AND no subject of this Love, but just Lov-ING.
This Loving is what creates all the manifestation for the pure delight of making experience of itself.
Love,
Shakti
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