wordlessness

nothing can infiltrate love

attack on love?

are you crazy?

viruses eating away parts of love?

love gives itself freely

eat me

eat of me

All of me

feast on me

take all you want!!!

my Joy is yours

i love you!

i see you,

you harmless

mistaken

dreamer,

with hands over your eyes!

oh what loveliness you are,

dear innocent child

live with me

within me

there is no part of me

that can be destroyed

i am not form

there is no form i don't come through

and no form destroyed that effects me in any way

i am the air you breathe

the sun on your back

the seed from which you arose

eternity is one name

spirit yet another

the truth,

but wordless,

yet all power

all strength

that is

was

or ever will be...

God is

God is

Joy lives

Joy loves

everything

she simply continues to shine

amidst all the thoughts

of this and that

of the particular,

the part

joy is all of the space

surrounding it

shining so brightly

her light on it

her pinkish light

her greenish light

her bluish light...

she casts...

her shadow

on it

so that joy is always visible,

unmistakable

no where

no tiny corner remains

without the perspective of joy

hi there!

she waves

she surprises!!!

yes, oh what a lovely lovely

friendly

surprise!

we all have waiting for us

afraid for so long

to open the padlocked

dark

chest

to ever think of it

barring all images of it

from our mind

now

we have begun

to investigate

to explore

this most ancient

of frontiers

and behind those plastic skeletons

those see-thru ghost costumes

there I AM

Joy JOy joy and more joy

singing so, of course,

joyously

yes, way off the ground!

and just like a child

who is finally discovered

in a game of hide and seek...

who can barely wait for his

loving parent

to discover him...

She leaps out at me

wraps her arms around me

and so welcomes

the mirror image

i am

into One

big laugh!

evergiving

heaven speaks through you

to everyone

in the way

they

can hear

being

like water

enters the cracks

in drips

or trickles

or rivers

wherever the opening is

it will sit forever

waiting silently

and patiently

and perfectly

for the moment

an ear

a mind

a heart

opens the tiniest crack

some will hear your laughter

as their own

and like the ocean waves

let it swell up

as large as it is

and cover them completely

in its joy

to move them

and lift them

and rotate

their point of view

others may stand silent

not understanding

but feeling something

deep

move

within

a yearning

awakened

a moment

of leaving behind

familiar things

this Song of Heart

is

the greatest gift

the only gift

there ever

is

yes, baby, yes

the stream

is so

gentle

and then

into the river

it rushes

and carries

literally

carries

us

beyond any capacity

of our little self

to stop

this

surging

all coming

together

to gather

at the

ocean

all

coming

together

to gather

at the ocean

the waves crash

and continue

on and on and on

as far as we can see

and beyond...

awake and asleep

day and night

and dawn

and dusky

and even when i am feeling lost and confused

and crazy

as i've ever been...

soothing

continuous

a rhythm

so certain

so safe

so

assuring

we rest

rocked

forever

in

the

cradle

i am safe

i am safe

i need nothing

it doesn't matter

what cartons you move

around the room

how you arrange them

the order they arrive

nor what they contain

nor how many

nor how old

how ancient

or how many times

you have believed

you were the dress

you were wearing

i am not the cartons

or the contents

thoughts simply arrive in your mind

come through the window

into the room

waiting for you

to put them on

and act them out

or

not

i see this

attack, guilt, fear

have no effect

on me

or anyone

i

am

safe

"In me is His creation sanctified

and guaranteed eternal life.

In me is love perfected, fear impossible,

and joy established without opposite.

I am the holy home of God Himself.

I am the Heaven where His Love resides.

I am His Holy Sinlessness Itself, for in my purity

abides His Own." (Course workbook p479)

amazing face

i saw it last night

for the first time

a man's face

made 1000

different moves

in each moment

it was impossible to count

to see

it all

even just one eye...

i watched

entranced

i've never seen

this miracle before

though i thought i'd seen

1000 faces at least

10,000

100,000

who knows the number

i never saw at all

the continual

tiny miracles

an eye shifting ever so slightly

and everything around it

eyelashes

angles

shapes

lids

tilt of head and nose

and

smiles!

oh my gosh!

a smile

just exploding

all over the face!

we do

break

into a smile

oh yes

the whole being

breaks free

from all other thoughts

have you seen

the infinite movements

of a head

changing positions

completely done

for it

through it

no intention

of tilting the head

to this exact posture

in space

yet every moment

all day long

it happens

life!

always dancing!

eyes

always dancing

even in sleep

the mind

performs

the greatest show

on earth

how very very dear

is every face

watch

your

Self

be

lived

no ifs!

no bargains

no compromise

no loss

no exchange

no waiting... to give...

to see if it is justified...

if this person

circumstance

situation

is worthy of your time

and love

no withholding

"no selling the pearl"

if you....

no conditions for truth

God is not "iffy"

the poor--

ignorant

unkowning

forgetful

asleep

and the beggars--

desperate

despair

rejoiced

rejoined

be cause

of joy (be the cause

of joy!)

be cause

of the man/messenger/mind

Who gives freely

(without charge)

NO COST

NONE!!

only Grace

do you hear this?

no time

spent with God

could ever possibly

leave you

with less,

not more

life

love

joy

light

rich experience

it is not possible

that your thought

turn to God

and is not healed

for this

is

healing

God is

the richest place

on earth

freely give God

to you

to everyone

in every moment

no happier

path

than this

exists

trusting defenselessness

trusting defenselessness

trusting honesty

trusting

what is

i open my cupboard

and find

amazing gifts

i had no idea

were there

for who can see

behind closed doors

to open everything you are

to self examination

no judgement

just what is

the light

now transforms

the shadows

into spectacular light shows

illuminating

secret fears

so we can see

the gifts of tenderness

and deep compassion

where before

we felt

a

gap

open

doors

hide

nothing

and

now

there is

nothing left

to fear

stop the car!

we can't see the view

at 100 mph!

stop the car!!!

we slow down

the racing

frantic mind

so we can see!

one moment of forgetfulness

and you would wipe out the rest of time

the consistency

the practice

the devotion

the commitment

your marriage to God

your proactivity

your deliberate decisionmaking

the authentic true love in your heart

because of one tiny

instant of forgetting....

that is not reasonable

that is hysterics!

slow it down

writing slows down the mind

from racing off

cliffs

and crashing

and burning

and losing control

around hairpin turns of events....

slow down the mind

stop now

and watch...

stop

the

car!

and

see

the

beautiful

over

view...

refreshment

ego: i am a hypocrite;

you don't practice

what you preach

Love:

i am a student

of the Master

i have lessons to learn

to review

you are learning/reviewing

that your sinlessness is guaranteed

by God

going back over the evidence

which is so surely there,

but forgotten

we are refreshing

our memory

this is a refresher course

that's why it all rings true

it's not really new

or different

or radical

it's Home

it's the only true home

the only truth

we've ever known

because it's the only thing

that is true

we hear it

and everything else

falls away

we hear it

and we feel

restored

to safety

we hear it

and we never want to leave

this peace

this innocence

we hear it

and we want

to remain in this

state of mind

forever

the freshness

sparkles

ever fresh

ever lovely

ever without the possibility

of anything else

without end

timeless

refreshed!

what is too much?

what is too much?

to one

a moment of your joy

is overbearing

to another

he cannot drink

enough of you

who is it

that would tell you

you should be different?

only one

who is blind

to your joy

Let the Master speak!

let

the Universe carry you

love you

come through you

let lifejoylaughter express

through you

just relax

let go

let it come

through

you

let it all

come to you

it is all loving

i let the Master speak

teach

through me

i simply get out of the way

leave the door open

and let

the Master

speak

the Master is!

there is no denying this

the Master lives!

and you are but a speaker

for

his words

for revelation

for music of the soul

that we may flow again

that all frozenness

is melted away

by these

Ideas

of

the Master

for the very first time

laughter is!

you didn't make it

think what it was like

when you opened your eyes

for the very first time

your mother's loving eyes

warmth

milk

covers

closeness

air

nothing to do

but be

imagine now

you are opening your eyes

for the very first time

and see

all

that is

given

you

the underworld

the

underworld

subconcious

is showing itself to me

hello joy

you believe this thought

that you are a fragment

partial

needing something

for completion

you will "kill" anyone

you will "kill" God

to meet this false need

as long as you believe

it is true

the underworld

is my friend

is where i can meet

every idea

in silence

i can watch her dance

slither

sing the ancient song

and thank her

for sharing her entire existence with me

and watch

as

she

dis appears...

rock is

judgement is always illogical

biased

a pre-verdict

a "spin"

which selects out a few parts

to prove it is the whole

a lie!

placed upon reality

simply what is

a rock

a tree

a man

a woman

period

reality is life

you are here

by no effort of your own

your Mother pushed you out into the world/life

you breathed without thought

she fed you

she bathed you

held you

carried you

everywhere

and so it still is

we are carried

ideas never stop coming to us

through us

we are breathed

the provider of all this

is still providing everything

lay down your plan

your story

and remember

you have done nothing

to deserve all this

it just is

stop thinking you are God

long enough to see

what God

has really done

in one person

one flower

is All

of Heaven

unreasonable

fear is always

illogical

unreasoned

and unreasonable

give me this!

it shrieks

i need this!

not seeing

it already has that

and everything else

lovingly tucked in her back pocket

by her everloving Mother

no, you don't understand

my unique predicament

something

will always go wrong

no one will ever want to marry me

or hire me

or be my friend

because

i am fear!

and fear doesn't know

how to do or be anything but fear

so everywhere i go

that's all i can see in the mirror

in my job interview

the other fears me

on date

the other fears me...

and all the time

who is this fear?

but a moment of being startled

and then it is gone

and sanity returns

and we can see

we are surrounded

by loving friends and family

everywhere we go and look and think

and we see

how illogical

it was

to ever fear

and we laugh

that in the presence of the most

beautiful amazing beings

we have ever seen

we could ever

have

"feared"

them

prop open the door

just keep the door open

and Heaven

is flowing

out

through

you

all the time

God will never cry for you

"the Holy Spirit will never

teach

that you

are sinful" (text p454)

God will never

cry

for you!

He maintains your shining face

for you

He maintains

that infinite Joy

can never

leave you

He maintains

your purity is impossible

to pollute--

for anything else

to enter it

He maintains your nature

is Godlike

and

forever

Godlike

He maintains your strength

He gives you everything

you are

and maintains

there is nothing in you

that is not of Him

He maintains

you are completely free!

God will never cry for you!

home

i carry my home

with me

across the desert sands

an umbrella for the sun

and storm

though wet

i will surely get

and sunburned

from time to time

i hold it all

within easy reach

the comfort

of my soul

below the hot sand

the water lays

cool

pure

and sweet

everything i need

underground

protected

from it all

stay with her

stay with her

(dedicated to all daughters

of God)

stay with her

as she glides across the floor

as she swirls and merges

the chocolate

and vanilla

the melted

and the frozen

stay with her

as she begins

to slowly

open her eyes

as the light

gently falls upon

her face

as dawn peeks

through

the curtain in her mind

stay with her

as she rises

from the ground

the steam wafting

away

in the morning light

stay with her

stay with your girl

as she matures

as she begins to step forward

out of time

as she leaves

all she has known

behind

stay with her

stay with her

stay with her

and

you'll be fine

where is my heart?

where is my heart this morning?

i've got to be home

with myself

sitting in my kitchen

i love my company

who is deeper than i?

all people are here with me

in the silence

there is

only

depth

patience questions

and answers

that knock on the door

before entering

sometimes children rush in

to interrupt

in their urgency

but mother sees this

and loves them

with all her heart

i love to be alone

in my kitchen

with all my children

around me

my pen puts them down

on paper

where i can greet them

properly

and share them

with

the world

stillness

here

in the pool

i sit

dissolving

all

dissonance

all miss matching thoughts

all out of placeness

all hypotheticals

lingering softly

the breeze fades

stillness

pervades

every cell

resting

in total ease

in total support

nothing to do

but

be

motion ended

the steam now rises softly

and goes out to all creation

moisture dripping

from the leaves

the rainforest

brings forth

the canopy

the shelter

the life

the joy

of

continuous play

rooted

in

perfect

stillness

de-housed

de-housed

i left my walls

today

oh how straight

up and down

they have given me

a view

of

flatness

and

facade

and

this side

and

that

how very kind

walls have been to me

while i needed them

there

to help me

feel safe

i didn't know

they didn't

i gave them

total trust

and faith

even

while they burned

i trusted plaster walls

with my life!

WOW!!!

if this

isn't illusion

and childish

and really

just plain blind

and goofy....

like an old sitcom

that repeats

the same

old

jokes

how very funny

that i would count on plaster...

for anything!

old boyfriends

old self concepts

old parents

and toys

and knick knacks...

ye shall know the truth

and the truth shall

set you free:

plaster melts

in the rain

plaster cracks

under pressure

plaster

is nothing more

than you make it

plastic

world

bends

open roof

open walls

opening

the angel

is everywhere

Here

in

the other

is He