every thing

this moment
is NOT
a stepping stone
to get
to the next!

it's not
a step
in a plan
for the future

it's not here
to get
anything
you don't already have!

this
isness
IS
everything

do you hear
how big that is?

this
is
it
right now

don't miss it,
dis miss it,
for fantasy...what isn't

lovely

lovely
mind

golden horse
coppershine
translucent glow

loveliness
undeterminable depth

scoops you up
literally
lifts you off your feet
ground
earth
vanishes from awareness

She is
you
now

lustrous
feminine
energy
birthing
humanity

the crux of all of it
to co mingle

fertility
is not of the mind,
being Spirit
relational
refractive
lensing

lending
leaning
always
toward you
toward You

You
the Center
springing
in perfect stillness
in perfect changelessness
Eternity
springs

Happy Spring
Child
of the Eternal

the equinox is not the longest day of the year

Eternity remains
the One
the Only

momentous
is

nothing else

radiation of You
continually
being
being
being

where do you think
this tv show came from?

the producer,
prior to the actor,
the action

can there really be something outside of,
more than,
Eternity?

come, child, come
back
out of the frenzy,
the mist,
lost
upside down...

splendor remains

when you "stop"
"everything else"

Sugar, oh honey honey!

Sugar is

and sugar does as sugar is

cain't be no salt 

nor pepper

nor honey

nor butter, darlin'

seems like common sense, don' it?

even to the most common folk

back Home

funny how when ya git to the  big city

ya can forgit all grammy ever taught ya

soon as ya git off the bus...

and fall right down in that damn dark well

just a screamin' at the top o' yo lungs for some one to come and fetch ya out!

while all the time

back pocket still holds

suga' do 

as suga' is

sweetness

cain't never be nothin' but sweet

and ever one do love

that gooooood cookin'

safety ain't no difficult thang

when the common sense stays common

ain't really no sitiation

where Love don't SHINE!

moonshine

sunshine

face

a shinin'

on that precious chil' o mine

Love

just big ol'  daddy Love

yes, sugar

BIG ol' (older than all the stars an' planets, an' even for' the very first tiniest baby ever born on this earth...)  Grandaddy of All that ever was, is and ever will be,

LOVE

sugar do

as sugar is

and don't you go believin' 

anyone who tries to tell you different!

here's a deep heartfelt thanks to all yo' suga's

 fo' all yo' sweetness 

in this here suga' shack!

no body but heart

this moment
is the perfect time
for what you really
want to do

the ultimate opportunity
for
maximal life

precious decision

what do you really want
to do
with "your" life?  (is it really "yours"?)

open the mind

to see
what is

gems

nothing else exists
but what is in front of my face

a portrait
of my Self

what am i
without the thought
"i want"?

the painting on the wall approaches
reaches out off the wall

hello
hello
hello
i am here for you
here for you
here for you

yes,
beauty

i shake your hand
your eyes
your heart

in spire
i am 
your heart
you wished to see,
spirit extended
everywhere

colluding with the universe: Joy
only Joy
only
Joy

plants growing on the sofa
pillows just waiting
ever ready
to hold
comfort
support
cushion

nothing has been missed

my heart is everywhere
 i look

ask

where is the light?

if it exists
it must be here now

i remain
the Open Heart
as Open Heart created me,

the All,
that is
Open Heart

nothing hidden
nothing shamed

fully felt

complete exposure

no facade

nakedness
 on bare knees
on bare ground

i know nothing
nothing
nothing
at
all


on bended knee
i ask....

allow Heaven now

where is
the light?

except in creation
as it is

happening


where else could it be?

certainly not in an imaginary future--
a daydream...

no, it must be here now in the
only existence
there is

inside
this egg,
the Source of ex- pression
outward...
ex-tension

where else
but prior to body/form
is the idea?

it doesn't come later

God does not arrive after creation! :-)

hahahahahah!

that's what we've been crying:

come, happiness, come!

as if
She
wasn't in the beginning

where in the hell do you think you
sprouted from, dear plaintiff?

a rock in the ground?

Miraculous Giver, Gifter of Life!
of all joy...you think
shortchanged you!@?

You

are Heaven
on earth

yes,
You are Heaven,

the only heaven there is
right here
on earth
now

where is light
except in creation
as it is?

allow 
Heaven
now

window and sink

fire engine coffee cups
beaming in the rack

mirror of glad top
purple red white
circular, rectangular words
don't capture
the depth,
the beauty

robin's egg nesting, too,
and crystal clear
water
sparkling,
gray steel pot,
worn dappled copper

so happy!
just so happy
and full,
a dishrack

and one black spatula
adding its hand,
just the perfect integrity

lord, i give thanks
for the plastic covered
wires
lined up and up and up,
the "cup" for the silver,
empty now,
yet no such thing
as empty

this sandbox
of love

oh yes, dear dear playmates,
this sandbox
of love

water balloon

un changed
is
whole

you start
with God

(this could be startling!
you've "heard it a million times....in the beginning...God...")

but  maybe you've never ever ever really heard it...

so, one more time...(drop everything and listen...for it is startling to the confused mind)

you
start
with
God/Love

you start
and end
as Love

and honestly,
what more
can you do?

being
already
God,
what need have you?

none!

simply
being the Ocean
you flow

it's what you are,
not what you do

liquidity
is nature,
unstoppable,
unchangeable by one atom

you
are 
God

snow melts,
rivers run,
lakes mirror brilliant blue
and torrential rain,

torrential abundance,
one "form" into another,
no delineation possible

where does water stop?

certainly not in air
or breath
or inside "my body" (my "cloud vapor...")

my smile
is but a water balloon!!
ya know,
and even wetter
(is it true?)
behind that,
it seems,
my tongue...

yet open a lip
and a river explodes,
water falls
just waiting to share itself
with all

God is
you

God is
every heart

every eye

tunnel vision
"me" to "you"
all the same in between
and in all directions

looking with God,
as God

the river pours through me
as every motion
every notion
every position

details happen
happen
happen

all that is
is God

You
are
God

Own it

try it on

Reality

dawn

shining gold
shining gold
shining gold
before my blind eyes!

oh dear one
the stones i throw
the crimes i claim
the endless list
of cracks in the mirror

thank God
but for return
of the arrows
to my own heart

that dawn/grace
is

that i may see at last
it is but i
who stab my own heart

and you
are the most beautiful swan
that ever lived
with this goose

name it Kind

God is the kindness in which i see myself with compassion.

God is the kindness
which holds your shining hand
up
for you to see
it has never been wasted

every fraction of a second
in precise position
for maximal love
light

i needed to look
directly at death
directly at broken heart
directly at a blue corpse
directly at the instant
of giving up entirely
on life

to realize
my error,
to ask
for correction,
to stop
everything,
sit
and wait,
unknowing

finally a blank mind
open door
room

silence for kindness
to be heard,
put my own hand
in front of my face
and name it
Kind

dear teacher...

dear elementary school teacher,

please help me

legitamize/love/appreciate

all thoughts

and feelings

step #1:

give me a place, a time, a forum
to listen, describe, express, explore

feelings

the wholeness, health of giving light to all
within me

teach me 
that nothing
is  dangerous
no exceptions

please don't make rules about what's going on/happening inside me

teach me to look
whole heartedly

let me know
how great the pain 
of not expressing 
what is here now

and will pass
if not blockaded,

told that something is NOT allowed to be
what it is

how much weight
1000 tankers
10,000
and more
times 57...

all that cargo

still waiting--
just waiting to pass through the lock
and sail out on to the ocean

the Love
it carries
waiting forever
'til you accept it,
look at, feel, accept every tiny speck of it

there is no other Way,
dear teacher

elementary

Reality

denial is not 
a feasible possibility

Sun exists.
You are Love.

boatload after boatload after boatload...

your oldest
youngest
painful memory
still
holds the mirror of you

would  you re-ceive the Love, Truth, Innocence,
now?

or wait another day
dragging chains
around your heart
and deny the Love
in your friend's eye?

legitamize abortion now

put your killed children,
your aborted thoughts
on to the light
of paper

that the innocence
may be seen at last

and resurrection of your innocence,
watcher of the boats,
fresh air
fresh sky
infinite blue space
weightless clouds
joy of being
is