Shedding Layers

To participate in dogma

Is to be heavy and restrictive

A winter parka

wrapped in a weighted blanket

We are a cosmic undertaking

A testimony to the Creator

We flow freely in the breeze

Like a creature of flight

The burden of life in 3D

Becomes the only reality we recall

To conceptualize the Truth

Is an absurdity of controversy

To create is to nurture the soul

To conform is to drain it

Surrender to remember

And we realign again

Our inner guidance is universal

A divine right of royalty

The king and queendom of God

Is a flash in every soul

Remember yourself

The whole of your being

lift your blanket; remove your coat

Feel the breeze of the Real Way

Limitless Artistry

Ivory hands caress the soil

With tenderness and femininity

Co-authoring the scenery of life

What blooms later sustains us

Jet black corkscrews wrapped in satin

Razor blades and a steady grip

Restoring confidence in the despondent

Embracing the exterior pulchritude

Words with the weight of a roaring sea

Mightily cast to millions of devotees

Inspiring one foot in front of the other

Teaching us of our particularity

Jocularly observant and ironic

Droplets descending down the cheek

Jovial pains wildly shake the belly

As laughter delights in the present

Imagination alters the once barren landscape

Reaching skyward beyond the treetops

Beaming edifices boldly towering

Supplying shelter to embodied spirits

To each their own kind

But every kind essential

Not a solitary soul misplaced

Each one purposeful and enriching

Didymus

Didymus

Fearful wanderers

Dreading solitude

But somehow yearning for it

The universe had stamped us

With the eternal burden of empathy

A sense of purpose

Created a sense of alienation

Another swain that drained the cup

And left us with jaded hearts

Blessed unions did not exist

A restored faith

Opened the eyes of our hearts

When serendipitous moments

Created spiritual ecstasy

And for once unfiltered freedom

Healing of ourselves

Spanned across generations

And so did the spark

That kept us strong

The fire of the selfsame field

Each time we wandered back

We expanded in space and time

Sometimes we were broken

And other times we dissipated

But now we are everything

The wounds healed quicker

And the mission grew stronger

As life became fantastical

And drew reality into the surreal

Our energies channeled as one

Existence is twofold

The masculine and the feminine

Before, present, and after

We will search until success

Because together we are whole

The eternal hum

Some blessed hearts remind us

In a breathless papyrus whisper

Or in a laud of praise

Even the sanctified itinerary

It simulates the ubiquitous thrumming

Others remind us in the harvest

With hues of golds and amber

Even the scientist intimates it

When the spark of light surges

And we start at the beginning again

The tranquility of the stream mirrors it

But so does the crash of the earthquake

It can be heard in a simple cricket trill

And in the surge of the tornado

It is somehow placid but explosive

Every clangor of a parade

Every thrash in a mosh pit

Every child with a stick

The variations are endless

But they expose the same truth

It is uncovered in a flower’s bloom

We affirm it in the moon’s rise and fall

The engine that fuels all of us

Denies our self-contained egoism

Constructed or organic; the beat goes on.

Listen

As the warmth rises up in morning glory,

I ponder in quiet curiosity

I ponder like the Mother did

when greeted by the sweet emissary

I plant like a statue and yearn

I wait for heaven to present herself

The course is unknown and winding

In truth it is never-ending

The divine courier places a message in my palm

But the page is nearly blank

Except for a word in bold—

“Listen” She tells me

Listen to the echo of the Great I Am

It subsists in every soul you meet

Every being is a piece of the Infinite Puzzle

And your purpose lies within their words

Every pain, pleasure, insight, and inquiry

All connections with the perceived other

They led you to the present moment

To the most authentic you

Devote yourself to the service of others

For I told you the last shall be first

In time your heart will become cloudless

But first you must listen

Transmuting pain into love

There you were before me

As though no time had passed

I couldn’t look at you like before

All I could feel was regret

 

I remembered the confusion

The shame and the guilt

The feelings of lack

The heavy weight in my gut

 

A series of accusations washed over me

As I blamed you for my hurt

I only view you as my other

As I wallowed in my pain

 

But the time had come for this to end

And the Creator revealed a miracle

She showed me your true self

It was pure and gleaming gold

 

She told me to make you into a child

She said this is what She sees

Your innocence beamed through the ether

You were an extension of Her

 

I saw all of your intentions

And your many anxieties

The Creator showed me why this happened

It had a greater purpose

 

The chasm between us expedited growth

We divided—but it was merely an illusion

Love is always with us

Forever compassionate for the other soul

 

I shed cleansing tears and freed my heart

I picked you up and held you close to my chest

As we embraced, we were shielded from the past

Gone were the feelings of resentment and fear

 

I put you down and you grew up again

You showed yourself in shining white

You spun around in circles

Dancing freely in the sand

 

I grabbed your hands and we spun together

The joy expanded a hundred miles

We may never return to what was before

But love will guide us from now on

Integration of the darkness

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted anything, and it’s amazing to see how far my mindset has changed in a year or so. I barely agree with my past self anymore.

Anyway…I’ve decided I need to use this page more for my experiences and feelings that may be deemed “mystical” (or not–these are my words only). In particular, I’ve gained a lot of spiritual insight while in the dreamstate. 

Last night, I encountered what some may call a low vibrational entity, or simply a dark presence. Whenever this happens, I instinctively call for Mother Mary’s assistance. In a brief poem, this was my experience:

Pins and needles instilled a panic in my heart

I felt the vast, void, separation from the light

Inescapable loneliness, breathless fear

Where could I go? I was nothing without You

All of the deceits of this world piled on my soul


The disconnection overcame my sisters

But they didn’t know You as well as I

And they didn’t know that You could free us

If only we freed ourselves

If only we knew that we could
The irksome prattling of the talking heads

And the hailing of lower vibratory frequencies

Repeated the lies to a naive public

What were they hiding from us?

That’s how we got here in the first place
When I met my final threshold

And the hopelessness deemed itself victorious

I remembered who I was

I remembered what the void was

I reintegrated the shadow into my being
I reclaimed my strength for myself

I reclaimed it for my sisters and their liberation

I blessed the separation

I blessed that which tortured me

I remembered that we were One
In the lifting of the veil I felt my freedom

I no longer needed protection

It was protection that supported the illusion

Love was all that could exist 

Even in the darkest places

In a realization of self-sovereignty

I cried out to the Divine Mother

I could see her luminous face

She sat atop a musty placard

“Hail Mary, Full of Grace, the Lord is With You…”