high strung

i think

i need you

i think

i want your presence,

friendship,

company--

a mirror,

to prove

i exist

someone who hears me

so i have an effect

someone who sees me,

talks to me,

to prove

i exist

someone who feeds me,

gives me feedback,

a reflection.

without you,

i am not there

i don't see

what i am,

i don't see

that my thoughts

are important--have their imagined meaning

it's a game....

we're both in the mirror

watch the flow

in the mirror

the images

in constant motion,

gone

gone

gone

try to stop it

and oh!

enormous pain,

effort

stopping the river?

the earth...from turning?

the man...from smoking?

from taking one more....breath?

Why?

so you can hold on to this

one

still

frame...?

while you war on/exclude

the rest?

let it flow,

let it rush!

let it go!

let it/him/her

pass on!

move,

breathe!

see

it carries you

see the illusion,

the false possibility,

of holding on/grasping,

of stopping,

of control

you ride with,

swirl with,

all of it

tip your head back,

let your hair blow

in the wind,

feel the rhythm

as the swing flies forward

and back,

and yet you go nowhere

how interesting to view

the underside of the sofa,

the springs,

the empty spaces,

the hard beams,

under the soft

exterior

it's all there

inside all of us

the cushion isn't everything

love the hard places

too

rocks and water,

it's all okay,

it's all

me

the ancient rocks

give way,

invisibly

to us,

with the very gentle lapping

of soft clear water

softly

softly

softly

tiptoe

tenderly

upon the vast expanses,

the endless slabs of stone...

She loves you

relax

relax

melted butter

sit back,

enjoy the ride,

the scenery,

you are carried

trust

the driver

of the sleigh

the Jolly Ol' Soul

is merry

His Will

is giving

Santa does not ask

if you've been naughty

or nice--

He never

delivers coal...

that would be you--

unrelaxed,

uptight,

closed

to His Love

His Eyes

twinkle

because you are holy,

your sight must

be holy

o'er the housetops

he flew

(above all misery and pain)

this elevated perspective

sees the whole

and but enters the chimney

to bear gifts of joy and good will and peace

soot has no effect

to every household/mind

he arrives in the hearth

wearing red

bringing warmth

and cheer

there is no way

to keep him out

he comes while

you are sleeping

there is nothing

you can ever do

to keep Love

away from your

Identity

Thank you, Sainta,

that i am...

oh happy happy birth...

b-r-r-innn-n-n-n-g-g-g-g!

art helps us to be present,

to see again,

in a fresh way,

anew

a radical shift in perspective,

in the same way as meditation:

you're overlooking the beauty of your big toe!

have you thanked it lately

(or ever)

for all it does for you?

have you forgotten the magnificence of the vacuum cleaner?

remember your love of ........

when you were five?

what an exciting event to witness

the street sweeper,

or go through the car wash

and see the big brushes and suds

and water pouring down

from inside the car...

this was fantastic!

would you not re cover,

re dis cover,

that light!

that vision,

that re mains

just waiting

for your mind

to be quiet

it's all so juicy!

taste

what is

in front of you

amen!

whatever you think--

can't be

be cause

it's already gone gone gone

that was a second ago

it doesn't exist

gone

gone

gone

here now

gone

simply watch

marvel

it truly does

last but a moment

and not even that

don't go there

because you can't go there

it doesn't exist

to stay there

is death

bang!

hear the gunshot!

bring your attention

back to...

gone

what wonder!

and sadness is impossible

life just keeps

blooming,

bursting forth

every nanosecond

new

gone

new

gone

new

how exciting not to have a past,

not to know what anything is,

nor be lost in delusion

of future

mystery

thank you

celebrate!

the party's over

and a new one

one

one

one

flash!

Holiness,

no past,

no future,

no split mind

all here

amazing!

grace!

no guilt of past

no fear of future punishment

no lack now

thank you

gratitude

this is it!

what miracles you are!

this must be the most beautiful thing you have ever seen

because

it is the only thing there is

God is

no past

no future=

no bad,

no good,

just what is

no choice

thank you

amen.

open

open

hands off

defenseless

vulnerable

completely uncovered

exposed

to light

yes, it's true,

i did that

yes, it's true,

you caught me

with my pants down

oh friend of the friendless,

there is nothing i would keep

from you

no effort would i make

to obstruct

your loving gaze

from the truth of me

open every door,

every dark corner of shame,

of unacceptable

let's bring it to the dinner table

give it up

on a silver platter

here, oh God,

is what i have withheld

from you

here are my tears,

my tearing of hair,

and clothes,

and heart

what i thought was torn from me

was but my refusal to experience it

fully,

to be it,

and

notice

i did not die

no,

behold!

in its place

a candle burns

day and night,

night and day,

Light

shines

where the door

is open

Glory

how could you be afraid

while glory blazes

all around you?

each face,

a door

of glory

extending to you

awake!

awake!

open your heart

open your eyes

open your desire to see

to receive

to accept

God's glory

in everything you see

taste

touch

hear

that's what it's for:

it's all a messenger

from You to you:

God is

God is

God is...

the Song

all through the night,

dawn,

noon...

Only Song

(not time)

only thanksgiving,

gratitude,

swept off my feet

for You

carrying but Your Message

in my

eyes

my touch

my every thought

but shines

with gratitude

Divine

Grace

Christmas!

now

Brilliance!

now

only God rings true

The Name of God is my inheritance.

Only God

rings true

recallibrates

matching Heart

and mind

back

to being

acting

out

of being

not a runaway horse

nor a panicked mouse

nor inmate at a concentration camp

screaming in horror of death

God

clears

the mind,

the fantasies,

that hang

like low clouds

in the mountains

touching the ground,

veiling

what is easily passed through

i know not

where i go

where i am

nor place my mind

in the next moment,

a fantasy

of time/future,

escaping

from Heaven

now

God

hear it

now

ringing

forever

clearing

harmony

all

rings

with It

being It

ALL

Only God

rings true

without a past

it's not about doing

more

or less

it's about being

what are you?

without a past

time is given you

to be God

free

fearless

I am

the Light of the world

God is

here

right now

without a past

no scraps

no evidence

no old news clippings,

birth certificates

or death

certificates,

no guilty secrets

no unrequited love

no scars

no bruises

not one second before this,

not one second after

see it

now

don't miss it

it's over

in an instant

can you give

to yourself

just an instant of full attention

to see

what is given you,

what is in front of you

now?

that's life

whatever you are missing

or lacking

is because you are refusing

to see/

running away/

abandoning

what's right in front of you

it's always there

for you

any time

you want to

return

love it

or

leave it

but you remain

in the hands

of love