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Woman & Nature

8/2/2017

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I am truly free only when all human beings, men and women, are equally free. The freedom of other men, far from negating or limiting my freedom, is, on the contrary, its necessary premise and confirmation.

​​-Mikhail Bakunin, Russian revolutionary anarchist and founder of collectivist anarchism.

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Samadhi

1/15/2017

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Photo taken at Esalen.
If love was a thing we could swim in, we would bathe together in the dream of our own being.
For a flash of a moment we slip into this skin, to feel passion again.
To touch, to linger, to love...

She spoke so softly to me on the astral, it was easy to see without sight,
there was no question of intention or direction,
just being and going with the flow,

But we wanted to put a finger on it, to have a unique print and the precise grip of a warm touch.

There is magic in being separate, in creating connection with effort,
while we can easily swim through and float in the abyss,
the longing will always persist,

to be one, and then unique
to be formed and formless, again.

This journey is the movement through,
and awareness of, the space between,

the space between dreams (the waking and sleeping)

There is a flash of knowing when the mind stops breathing
Body satiated, neither craving nor controlling

If words were things that had meaning we would say we were love and stop breathing.
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Monsoon Haiku Poem 816

8/31/2015

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Just as the tension
Became unbearably hot
The sky burst open

Thunder erupted
Shattering the silent night
The sky was glowing

Blowing wind announced
Change arriving sacredly
The sky is breathing

Anti-gravity
Water quenches this desert
The sky drinks freedom.
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A Poem for Sri Goswami Kriyananda

5/21/2015

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I will not weep for your passing through this world for it has been a gift to me.
I will not wallow in my own confusion for you have shared your light and wisdom so freely and openly.
If you see me shed a tear it is because my heart is overflowing with love and gratitude.
Thank you for being my Guru, my light-bringer; you have awakened in me that same light.
May I live the Dharma and may yours continue to inspire all beings to awaken to their truest Self.

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Life is Love

3/8/2015

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When I look into the eyes of my beloved I see my own reflection and I understand connection.
When I feel the touch of my beloved a fire ignites within and already we are one.
Simply standing near my beloved  the energy of life flows between us. We are already one.
Into the presence of my beloved I melt and I feel what lies beneath the surface of my own illusion.

I resist when I am afraid of losing,

We are already one.

Entering into the bliss of union, Shiva/Shakti, to express this.

We are already one.
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A Collection of Haiku

7/3/2014

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Practically perfect
Cosmic conscious connection
Destiny dharma

Is it possible
that I only like you when
you are as I think

Storming somewhere near
my heart a dry desert heat
monsoon winds relieve

The sound of spirit
dreaming drifts silently by
through pockets of time

The birds sing at night
In the desert praying for
Summer monsoon rains

Smells of summer rain
Comfort mind and emotions
Ready for release

The Monsoon makes me
Feel like anything can be
Possible and true

Monsoon moonlight sparks
Desert dreams downward soften
Lightening love swiftly

I'm falling in love
Again with the rain washing
Away all disdain

Who knew haiku could
Ring so true and clear and near
To my heart-mind-spirit



Written 2013-14


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Creative Destruction Ritual

6/12/2014

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To cleanse the soul
Make the
Mold
Break the mold
Take control & let it go
If you have to yell, shout
Need to freak, shake it out
But don’t just stand there
Unaware like you don’t care
Or let life just happen

Sink your hands in
Dig your toes in the sand
And we can blend
Our colored skin
That we might one day transcend
This physical dimension
Expand our comprehension

I’m only here for a moment
Then I must be going
But I want to leave knowing
I spent my life growing
And teaching and learning
And sometimes burning
The physical pages
That they may not enslave me
To that pain I released


Written August 2003


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It Might Be Me That Makes Things Happen

6/5/2014

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She must be patient
She is tired, worn
Feeling lost, lonely
But yet trapped
and too crowded
She knows all too well
where she is
who they are

She walks along the narrow
The cold, dark eyes consume
Always consumed by the passion
Slow in holding onto that
Fire, she calls, the warmth
A natural disaster
What dreams
And then tears
What learned
And fear
of all

After the fire
Comes the draught
The dream ends
But never does
Never stop, girl
You will always be protected
Because you are so loved
So Desired
The eyes that meet you
find it hard to forget you
Do what to who...
They all love the way
But fear the intensity

Could I create the storm
and feel enough
to make the rain pour
Does my PASSION make
the wind blow
Can a love of mine
make flowers bloom

I feel clearer now
I spoke to him
he said he wanted to
But the confusion troubles him
And I cannot say I would
be here waiting
or if it's there to
even wait for
He has always loved me
and I cherish
his presence

My life is what
must be
And understand
I am not
just one
but many thoughts

And it all comes down to that
Hope, Dreams, Desire
These things I know
but still unsure
Surely there will be
a meaning
a life
a love
and all along
It was ME
All they did was enter my day
and so change me for all
all things connect
make sense eventually

I will see you all again.





Written circa 1999


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