Saturday, November 28, 2015

what is the world?


Without imagination there is no world. Your conviction that you are conscious of a world is the world. The world you perceive is made of consciousness; what you call matter is consciousness itself. 

You are the space in which it moves, the time in which it lasts, the love that gives it life. Cut off imagination and attachment and what remains? 

–Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj*


Friday, November 27, 2015




Interior of the hand.
Sole that has come to walk
only on feelings. That faces upward
and in its mirror
receives heavenly roads, which travel
along themselves.

That has learned to walk upon water
when it scoops,
that walks upon wells,
transfiguring every path.

That steps into other hands,
changes those that are like it
into a landscape:
wanders and arrives within them,
fills them with arrival.

–Rainer Maria Rilke


Thursday, November 26, 2015

supposing i dreamed this)


supposing i dreamed this)
only imagine,when day has thrilled
you are a house around which
i am a wind-

your walls will not reckon how
strangely my life is curved
since the best he can do
is to peer through windows,unobserved

-listen,for(out of all
things)dream is noone’s fool;
if this wind who i am prowls
carefully around this house of you

love being such,or such,
the normal corners of your heart
will never guess how much
my wonderful jealousy is dark

if light should flower:
or laughing sparkle from
the shut house(around and around
which a poor wind will roam

–E. E. Cummings


be kind to yourself


If you put your hands on this oar with me,
they will never harm another, and they will come to find
they hold everything you want.

If you put your hands on this oar with me, they would no longer
lift anything to your
mouth that might wound your precious land-
that sacred earth that is
your body.

If you put your soul against this oar with me,
the power that made the universe will enter your sinew
from a source not outside your limbs, but from a holy realm
that lives in us.

Exuberant is existence, time a husk.
When the moment cracks open, ecstasy leaps out and devours space;
love goes mad with the blessings, like my words give.

Why lay yourself on the torturer’s rack of the past and future?
The mind that tries to shape tomorrow beyond its capacities
will find no rest.

Be kind to yourself, dear- to our innocent follies.
Forget any sounds or touch you knew that did not help you dance.
You will come to see that all evolves us.

If you put your heart against the earth with me, in serving
every creature, our Beloved will enter you from our sacred realm
and we will be, we will be
so happy.

Daniel Ladinsky version
Love Poems From God


Wednesday, November 25, 2015

space is not empty


Space is not empty — nor is it an ‘ether’. The space which surrounds every particle of matter in every wave field is the negative half of the wave field. The solid nucleus is the positive half. Both halves are equal in potential but vastly unequal in volume. 
Science thinks of space either as a void or as an ether through which solids of matter travel. The fact is that space travels with its solids, for each solid is surrounded by a minus zero equal-and-opposite vacuity of the plus zero which we call matter. Matter floats in these insulating spatial counterparts.

Positive electricity is accountable for the solids and negative electricity is accountable for the space. All matter comes out of space by the action of positive electricity and is returned to space by the action of negative electricity. White-hot suns come from the blackness of cold space and cold space radiates from hot suns.

The matter of space consists of holes surrounded by corpuscular solids, while the matter of solids consists of small dense cores surrounded by vast tenuous holes of space. All unfolding and refolding patterns are gyroscopically manipulated, electrically motivated and magnetically measured and controlled.

In the chemical elements, the sharps and flats are isotopes. These can be produced by man in greater numbers than Nature has produced them, for Nature does not begin to split her tones until she has passed two octaves beyond carbon, malleability and conductivity await division in vast quantities from carbon and silicon. These will be found when science discards its concept of matter as being substance, and becomes aware of the gyroscopic control of motion which will split the carbon tone into isotopes as a musical tone is split into sharps and flats.

The elements of matter are not different substances, or different things. They are pressure conditions of light waves. The light units of the elements are all alike but are differently conditioned by the electric pressures exerted upon them during the inward or outward spiral journey from zero to zero.

The unanswered mystery of how the elements become mathematically precise octave tones, just as musical tones or color tones of the spectrum are mathematically precise in vibration orderliness, lies in the wave field gyroscopic principle.
–Walter Russell



Tuesday, November 24, 2015

love is a mystery



 All things feel.



Respect the mind that stirs in every creature: love is a mystery known by metals too; every flower opens its soul to Nature; everything is sentient, and works on you.

Beware! From the blind wall one watches you: even matter has a logos all its own . . . do not put it to some impious use. Often in humble life a god works, hidden; and like a new-born eye veiled by its lids, pure spirit grows beneath the surface of stones.

–Gerard de Nerval
1808 –1855

Monday, November 23, 2015

love flows down


Love comes with a knife, not some
shy question, and not with fears
for its reputation! I say
these things disinterestedly. Accept them
in kind. Love is a madman

working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes,
running through the mountains, drinking poison,
and now quietly choosing annihilation.

You've been walking the ocean’s edge,
holding up your robes to keep them dry.
You must dive naked under and deeper under,
a thousand times deeper! Love flows down.

The ground submits to the sky and suffers
what comes. Tell me, is the earth worse
for giving in like that?

Don’t put blankets over the drum!
Open completely. Let your spirit-ear
listen to the green dome’s passionate murmur.

Let the cords of your robe be untied.
Shiver in this new love beyond all
above and below. The sun rises, but which way
does night go? I have no more words.

Let soul speak with the silent
articulation of a face.

–Jelalludin Rumi 1207 – 1273
Coleman Barks version


even so


Thursday, November 19, 2015

give up


Give up to grace.
The ocean takes care of each wave ‘til
it gets to shore.
You need more help than you know. 




my deeper heart


Out of my deeper heart a bird rose and flew skyward.
Higher and higher did it rise, yet larger and larger did it grow.

At first it was but like a swallow, then a lark, then an eagle, then as vast as a spring cloud, and then it filled the starry heavens.

Out of my heart a bird flew skyward. And it waxed larger as it flew.
Yet it left not my heart.

–Kahlil Gibran
The Forerunner, His Parables and Poems



top: Rosalind Solomon, Birds

bottom: Letter written by Emma Hauck to her husband while in a psychiatric hospital. The words ‘sweetheart come’ (Herzensschatzi komm), are written over and over filling the surface of the paper.
(c. 1909)


the language of birds


The language of birds is very ancient, and like other ancient modes of speech, very elliptical; little is said, but much is meant and understood.

–Gilbert White
from Letter XLIII, Selborne, 9 September 1778
The Natural History of Selborne (1789)

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

if a thing loves


If a thing loves, it is infinite.

—William Blake


Tuesday, November 17, 2015

come talk to me


you are peace


Rest in peace.
You are the unchangeable Awareness in which all activity takes place.
Always rest in peace. 

You are eternal Being, unbounded and undivided.
Just keep Quiet. All is well. Keep Quiet Here and Now. 

You are Happiness, you are Peace, you are Freedom.
Do not entertain any notions that you are in trouble. 

Be kind to yourself. Open to your Heart and simply Be.
Those who know This know Everything. 

If not, even the most learned know nothing at all.



Monday, November 16, 2015

higher consciousness

Finding Your Way Without Map Or Compass, excerpt


On land off an ice covered sea the traveler can, for example, detect the presence of open water, simply because it reflects less light than land or ice. 

The open sea’s telltale sign is thus a darkness on the underside of the clouds.

–Harold Gatty
p. 87


Sunday, November 15, 2015



This must be well grasped: the world hangs on the thread of consciousness. No consciousness, no world.

–Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj

Paris by night, from the International Space Station


Saturday, November 14, 2015

white light


If a thing loves, it is infinite.

—William Blake

jean jullien


Friday, November 13, 2015

528 Hz – The Love Frequency.


528 Hz is a frequency that is central to the Musical Mathematical Matrix of Creation. More than any sound previously discovered, the “Love Frequency” resonates at the Heart of Everything. It connects your Heart, your Spiritual Essence, to the spiralling Reality of Heaven and Earth. The Love Frequency is the “Miracle” note of the original Solfeggio musical scale. Independently confirmed by researchers, these core creative Frequencies were used by ancient priests and healers in advanced civilizations to manifest Miracles and produce Blessings.

Math scientist Victor Showell describes 528 as fundamental to the ancient Pi, Phi, and the Golden Mean evident throughout Natural Design. Vic Showell and John Stuart Reid have proven that 528 is essential to the Sacred Geometry of Circles and Spirals consistent with DNA structuring and Hydrosonic restructuring. 528 resolves to a 6, the icon for Physical Manifestation. That is, 5+2+8=15; and 1+5=6 (using Pythagorean Math). The symbol “6” reflects the “spiralling down from Heaven into the Wholeness of the Earth.” In fact, the Love Frequency can be Fundamental to broadcasting all Matter and Energy into Reality according to the laws of Physics.

528 Hz is known as the ‘Miracle’ tone which brings remarkable and extraordinary changes. It is an extraordinary occurrence that surpasses all known human powers or natural forces and is ascribed to a Divine or Supernatural Cause.



When you are out walking in the sunlight, see the love covering all.

Thursday, November 12, 2015

The Heart Remembers Everything It Loved


Everything remembers something. The rock, its fiery bed,
cooling and fissuring into cracked pieces, the rub
of watery fingers along its edge.

The cloud remembers being elephant, camel, giraffe,
remembers being a veil over the face of the sun,
gathering itself together for the fall.

The turtle remembers the sea, sliding over and under
its belly, remembers legs like wings, escaping down
the sand under the beaks of savage birds.

The tree remembers the story of each ring, the years
of drought, the floods, the way things came
walking slowly towards it long ago.

And the skin remembers its scars, and the bone aches
where it was broken. The feet remember the dance,
and the arms remember lifting up the child.

The heart remembers everything it loved and gave away,
everything it lost and found again, and everyone
it loved, the heart cannot forget.

–Joyce Sutphen

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

lose your head


The first step in love is losing your head. After the petty ego you then give up your life and bear the calamity. With this behind you, proceed: polish the ego's rust from the mirror of your self

–Fakhr al-Din Iraqi
Love's Alchemy
David and Sabrineh Fideler translations


Monday, November 9, 2015

you are that


You have long been bound thinking:
‘I am a person’.
Let the knowledge: ‘I am Awareness alone’
be the sword that frees you.

–Ashtavakra Gita

Sunday, November 8, 2015



wherever you are is the entry point


Tuesday, October 27, 2015

A Contemporary



What if I came down now out of these

solid dark clouds that build up against the mountain

day after day with no rain in them

and lived as one blade of grass

in a garden in the south when the clouds part in winter

from the beginning I would be older than all the animals

and to the last I would be simpler

frost would design me and dew would disappear on me

sun would shine through me

I would be green with white roots

feel worms touch my feet as a bounty

have no name and no fear

turn naturally to the light

know how to spend the day and night

climbing out of myself

all my life


—W. S. Merwin

you ask why I make my home in the mountain forest


You ask why I make my home
in the mountain forest
and I smile, and am silent,
and even my soul remains quiet:
It lives in the other world
which no one owns.
The peach trees blossom.
The water flows.
—Li Po


alone looking at the mountain


All the birds have flown up and gone;
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
We never tire of looking at each other -
Only the mountain and I.

–Li Po


Of the Surface of Things, excerpt


In my room, the world is beyond my understanding;

But when I walk I see that it consists of three or four
hills and a cloud.

—Wallace Stevens


you are the music


For most of us, there is only the unattended

Moment, the moment in and out of time,

The distraction fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight,

The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightning

Or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply

That it is not heard at all, but you are the music

While the music lasts.

–T. S. Eliot