caressing

there is nothing(no thought)

holiness

cannot caress

bring light to

the most loving mother

loves her baby

with all her heart

no matter

what kind of dirt

it brings in

spills on her shirt

or writes on the walls...

while it thinks she is not home....

there is nothing

no act/no thought

that cannot be found innocent

oh dear baby

come feel this caress

you are my child

my light

is

you

feel my love for you

it's really very funny

to think you could hit the sun

with a mudpie!

no one home

where no one resides

egolessness

is my safety

no idols

to propel

and push

and pull

and devestate

God

innocence

creation

the smoothest mirror

on the face of this earth

as far inside

below

the Alps

of problems

distinctions

definitions

a constant

smile

constant

hum

i am

(the tree told me

in the middle of the night

when i asked

who would i be

without guilt?

nothing at all

the direction

is not forward...

directed out there

assertive

seeking

but

stepped back

it's the exact opposite

of the go-getter

the world at my feet

i see

this world

is not

my joy

i step backward

remove myself

desires

from it

in peace

i rest

now

in purity

perfect clarity

no blocks to love

at all

no differences of form

holding any meaning

this

i simply

am

no clasping fingers

to hold you

only purity

draws

you

near

even just one river...

today

i would see without judgement

(a story of how everything relates

to

me

me

me...)

i would let

the Father

be

seen

let the Father

come through

into awareness

in my mind

a whole Universe

before my eyes

so much

i forget

exists

in my tiny

local

focus

today

i allow

love

to be visible

felt

accepted

as it is

i let it be

all of it

absolutely amazing

even just one river,

for heaven's sake!

innocence

innocence

completely clear

completely unblocked

Joy

pouring through (wrote purring first, and i like that alot too!)

no fear

no worries

no compartments!

no now and later

no here and there

no "difficulty "

at all

everything perfectly clear

holy purpose in everything

perfectly free=

no concept of sin

definition of God: innocence

to love God

is to cherish

your innocence (literally, now, be still

and give time to your innocence)

anything else is

devil/ego/sin

worship

put your Self

now

up

on the altar

without a speck

of truth

to the concept of sin

(imagine...what would it be like...

to live... completely without fear/suffering?)

you are a sinner who deserves death

or

perfect innocence

there is no overlap

only one can be true

today

who is your God?

Sin or Innocence?

and the choice is total...

we murder all our brothers, ourself, and God

or

we are breathless

before Innocence

rejoice!

rejoice!

no job can give you

your identity

nor

take it away

what child's game is this

you play

that you

can change

what you are?!@

no job has ever contributed one bit

to your value

your job makes no difference at all

plays no part at all in your identity

your source

your nature

here or there

doing this

or doing that

Spirit remains

still

calm

unmoving

forever

everything

from here

does the snowfall

from here

do our feet go out

from here

do words speak themselves

in Florida

or Spain

DQ

or the temple

Buick or

on foot

barefoot and tattered

and laying broken in the grave

Spirit never changes

forever warm

forever kind

form

has

no

effect

on

Spirit

quest

quest

quest ion

a quest for under standing

for truth

for what lies under this

behind this

what is really going on?

thoughts are hypotheses,

theories

untested

where's the control group?

who would i be without this thought?

oh .....my......

man oh man......

wow

so that's true too

hmmmm.....

all thoughts are questions!

is this

what i am?

no, honey,

you are not your thoughts

you

are not

your body

how merciful is this

you, sweetheart,

are

the Love of GOD!

this is the seed from which you extend:

only this content

the form will change:

people

places

jobs...

but there is only one thing

you ever are

LOVE

the answer

to any thought(question/hypothesis) to the contrary

is false/negative

the definition/nature

of the ego

is

doubt

all uncertainty/fragility is ego

only God

is certain/solid/unchangeable

unquestionable

you are not your questions

you are the Answer!

to

all question....

the quest

we are rescued

now

from the mistake

that a question,

a wondering,

was a statement:

loss

is

not

possible

(this is the answer to every single question on earth!)

amen!

falsies :-))

reality is not insane

i have true thoughts

as well as false/insane/mistaken (p86 workbook)

falsies (false beliefs)

flimsy

unsubstantiated

appearance

image...concious

graven image

idol

believed in

to replace

cover

hide

what you think

is lacking

false claims

fake you

it is fake

and if this what you are

depending on

you have every reason to be

afraid

falsies

will never provide

a real sense of self worth--

you are not a body

you are free

of this belief

you

are

spirit

forever whole

forever undisturbed

forever unlacking

needing no defense

no substitute possible

what is overflowing

bursting forth at the seams

needs

no

padding!

we remain,

thrive,

as Love

is

Us

no shabby falsies can ever

compare

with

this

sparkling

Infinity!!!

in every house

in every house

the father lives

speaking day and night

of his love

for his son

and his will

he come home

that he know himself/his father

be no longer

a stranger

to God,

this glory

you are

all of the stars

the moon

the sky

do not compare

to the grandeur

of Heaven

endless joy (you are!)

no limit to happiness

no doubt

no fractures

no fissures

no gaps

calling for bridges

just Eternity

brimming over

right now

nothing held back from you

from what you are

at all

if God is our Father

we must

be One

Thing

as in Heaven

so on earth

devotion

is spirit

and so everything

we look upon today

everything that looks at us

we give

our deepest devotion

being

the One

Love

we are devoted to

let no man/yourself

be lacking your devotion

or

you will

feel

like

your Father has left you

God is my name

God is my name

here is the end of all suffering

the nature of reality

is

returned to our awareness

safety is no longer foreign

but all inclusive

we cannot ever

go away

Life

is not a mere

fruitfly

to be whisked away

destroyed

with but the

softest flick

no,

life is

far beyond

our tiny thoughts

of destruction

our tears

can never

wash away joy

permanently

what rubbish

to think

we could possibly

wipe out joy

forever

or even

for an

instant

my name is God

all argument is folly

(but playful,

childishly

silly,

egocentric)

against

this Reality

the big world

unseen

and unknown to the child

remains all ways

her home,

her source,

her inheritance

what a funny thought

that we could ever

be alone

in the midst

of five billion lovers

Happy happy Easter!

fear is simply the thought

there is something other than God--the whole

something specific

small

a tiny part

partial evidence

partial picture

partial identity

incomplete picture

as

idol/god

leave nothing out!

(like Everything

the big picture

God!!)

forgiveness

would not ignore

holiness

the Source

the nature

of Reality

it would no longer

concoct a crazy story

based on a tiny crumb of what is

a part it found

on the floor

under a table

disregarding

everything else

in the Universe!

the whole truth

and nothing but the truth

so help me,

God....

love knows no end

it would image

nothing

other than

itself

on and on and on and on

we are sooooo blessed!

love and deepest gratitude

to all of you today

i love what we are!

correction

God is my Home

God is the basis of reality

on which i stand

anything else is illusion

mistake

mis take

mis interpretation

the body is not you--how funny to think this piece of mud is infinite Joy

the body is not God

God is God

and you are His Son

you did not create yourself

He did

you are created in His likeness

you must reflect God

this memory is deep within you

and it makes total sense

it is this correction of error

you have been seeking

since time began

now we know what

the mistake is

we need seek no more

to find happiness

where none can be found...

the refrigerator

car

tv

boyfriend

house

war

truce

election

environment

vacation

and on and on and on....

you were created by God

you now

have

everything

you could ever

want

purity

only purity is true

purity is life

strength itself

anything else is but attack

a thought of weakness

a forgetting/dissociation

of purity

but never

for a moment

changes Purity/Reality

Heaven's Open Arms

opening as wide as eternity

only open

to welcome you

all of you

to welcome the infinity

you are

a heavenly mind

outlook

sees

to take all of you in

so big

bigger than big

joy is the only word big enough

bigger than any form

far beyond a tiny speck of flesh

all gates have disappeared

now there is no difference at all

between Heaven

and

you

hilarious mr. policeman

hilarious mr. policeman

how funny:

you go here

you go there

you say this

you say that

all just the same content

of not knowing

what i am

reflected

in this play

instead of continuation

of more

of the same

i would stop

sit down on the corner

and be quiet

and remember

i do not know

which way to go

what i am

or where i am going

maybe

i'll just stop

and be still

stop running

stop the tape

pause

is that true?

no

how about that?

no

that?

no

ohhhhhhhh.....

one

God is the love

in which my heart swells

and becomes all i am

all i see anywhere

it becomes all of time

every second

but a place for

heartness

heartiness

can you feel it now?

heartiness is shared

is one thing

not mine

or yours

heartiness is the quality of

life itself

all life

must be hearty

absolutely overflowing with

itself,

love

meeting

extending

everywhere

yes

on and on and on and on....

we never meet

for the first time

because

we have never been

apart

(a part)

child's play

all thoughts

are one thing

like children

they do seem to be many

calling out to us,

watch me!!!

look at this!

see me summersault,

flop down on the bed:

my name is defeat!

i am very powerful

my name is failure--

i am a more powerful idea

than love

my daddy is bigger than yours!

my name is wimpy--

i am a very attractive idea;

let's spend the day together

my name is fear--

let's run away together--

it's fun to go shopping!

a parade of ideas/concepts

all day long

seeming like a lot

but really only one

One idea

come home

be still

everything is a reminder:

God is

what am i?

the pool

of clarity

is

my home

all the way to the bottom

i can see

every stone

and its harmlessness

it blocks nothing

a rock is simply a rock

it does no harm

to the water

the clarity of water

is not marred

by sand stirred up

it still remains

forever water

crystal clear forever

its nature

the sand may rise and fall

but never

will clarity

disappear

endless joy

endless joy

is the happiest

thought

i can think of

why would i toss it out

the train window?!

what could ever

push me

to do such a thing?

it can

only be

a bad dream!

certainly

in reality

Joy

would never

kill herself

Joy holds

no murder

it simply isn't

so

it is simply

a ridiculous

thought

that we could

ever throw away

what we are

it is not sin

it simply isn't so

it never happened

the impossible

did not occur

Joy remains

our identity

Accept

this

Fact

and all joy

is yours

my name is open

my name is open

i am not a wall

built of bricks

and numbered

vertebrae

and ribs

and bones

that crack into a million pieces

scattered on the beach as sand

i am open

to include

all of it

the grains of the sand on the beach

are but a miniscule

part

of the whole

how could i possibly

leave out

everything else

and

be

what i am?

the joy

of wholeness!

open

channel

to

receive

to hear

to allow

to carry

never

am i

more

myself

than this!

virgin

without defenses

only tenderness

wonder

facing the opposite direction

we have for so long held

that of defense

and difference

and knowing the constant need and effort

for protection

in every moment

even while sleeping at night

now

the depth of

tenderness

approaches

us

expands and opens

and keeps opening

and opening

and

opening

what?

is

this?

not the small word

from my past

from my dictionary

no relation to

things

of this world

the unknowing

the wholly surrendered

frame

paradigm

all meaning

is

met

fully met

with a surprise

and wonder

pockets keep opening

and exclaimed at silently

what is this place?

this sparkling space

where attack

has never lived

at all?

tenderness is

so very

very

virgin

all the way through

i am not a body

spirit is my name

and no other

no other name but this is true

what would you call me

other than Heart?

other than Song?

other than Life Force

in Full Bloom?

inside out

and outside in

all one

burst

of spires

in spires

out spires

but never

expired

this for certain:

continuity

consistency

one thing all the way through

what is spirit

must

forever be

Itself