baby

it's an attitude

space

open

not closed
past
done
defined
conceptualized....

mind is a holder
a boxer
it can't conceive of now

never before (zero past--to hold)

What is so much bigger than it
what is continually increasing in scope

what is un done

Spirit,
 so much bigger than the mind--
here to do little tasks,

not run the show
not the Inspiration
not the LifeForcePowerWaveUnstoppableUnstartable
Magnitude inous
Is-ing

servant of It,
but NOT the whole Banana

earwax is part of the whole, too,
but i don't worship it

it's the baby,
not the Father

attitude of baby

without all the encyclopedic
molds
formulas
lens/distorter

prior
to acquiring
beliefs

prior to
applying
beliefs...pasting them on, dividing up what cannot be divided

i am not separate from my Father,
nor my brother,
nor the earth that breathes and waters green juicy soft squishy harmonicas (just try to find that one in the dictionary!)

What is not in the dictionary is there!

the unseen, Love, 
Yes!

fed
from the inside out
word
spoken

attitude of baby
still crawling

be in no hurry to leave the support of the floor!

all things
fall
to the earth

money
diamonds
rain
volcanoes
branches
leaves

all things
come to you
on the floor

no need to strain,

to pluck a star
from the sky...

stars fall too!

seeds fall
and sprout

water runs down the hill
to you
effortlessly

lay lowest, brother baby
let all things
 roll to you

perhaps it was confusion
that told us to reach up,
climb the mountain,
arrive,
at a place we were not

laying right
here
in the puddle

in the soft dimple,
the cupped hand,
our natural resting place

of the mind--

only ever
this position
is true:

Ask.
You do not know.

baby

All the time in the world!

I have all the time in the world!!!!

this moment,

that's it

always

i have all the time in the world

so rich!
restored
no need to be stingy with it

i slow down
relax
breathe

no need to fix
no concern

every cell in "my body" is here for me, for this,
loving to dance with the joy of knowing i have all the time in the world whirling
stimulated
carrying out Its Purpose
unblocked

totally unopposed to anything

we watch

there is no changing it

only experience Appreciation
or notice....
"the fall"

I have all the time in the world!

it's definitely not too late
for love
life
maximal joy
laughter
openness
expansiveness
"forever gaining scope"
beyond the current frontier

falling forward
falling up
when you finally
let go
 of "your security blanket/belief"

up up up you rise

zero effort

like dropping a weight

the most natural thing in the world,
you can skip now

touching lightly

no more grasping,
carrying
straining
efforting
owning
holding on
controlling

Majesty!

majestic pieces
glide
into place
where the space
is open

they have been waiting
just waiting
silently
patiently
for this
opening

set down your "safety"
and see what a tiny little
impossibility
it ever was

the long and winding road
is now curled up into a ball
on your lap

just for a blink...

and then
like the dream you can't remember

there is no more need
to rewalk
the miles and miles and miles of steps
to no where

having gone no where
expansion continues
beyond the words
beyond the stars

just the Attitude

of no labels,

don't know,

Appreciation...

I have all the time
in the world

ever gone,
ever new

only Appreciation

without Appreciation...
ouch!

just the loving signal
to re open...

are you sure?

the edge of the universe....

are you sure
it stops there?

your land
your house
your money

are you sure
you own that grass?

it dies,
where does it go?

no more "yours"

prior to birth--
is it really born into slavery, master?

are they really
your thoughts?

coming from what ingredients?

you don't even know...

how can you claim it yours?

passing by the window
you call that body yours!

hah! just watch it die now

if its really yours
how come you can't keep it?
how come it can go--
disappear--
right now?!

how come it doesn't do what you tell it to?

how come its not under your control?

how come...
how did it come

to be?

no idea
at all

i just know it's mine now

ha ha ha ha ha

what else do you "know"

are you sure
that's the edge
of the Universe...

what if "you" don't exist
at all?

and the land is the land is the land is the ....
without the name "you" gave it....

...
...
...

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......................

and the body...

...

and

every thing....

without "your" name
upon it...

sublime

sublime

breathless

leaves shimmer
flutter
glowing
ripples of light
shattering
scattering
across the nameless
miraculous

transparency by day
opaque by night

iluminata
sonata
of peaks and lapses
it seems
but that would mean
i left...

and entered
a  manu factory
where plastic trees
are worshipped
as the real thing

and eating plastic bananas
day after day after day
leaves one very very hungry

swing low brother me

jump off the words,
set down that "thought"
for just an instant

and see what you aren't
and never were

as isn't

without the car
the motor is still running

and the car never did
run on gasoline

too big for your eyes to see...

nothing you see with your eyes
makes a bit
of difference

(and the crowd  wants to slay me...perhaps :-)--for I can find in it also, the priceless mirror...
yet...remember but this...

You
are the looker

Look not to the gas pump
inserted into your car

Look only to the Gas Pump
that is the Source of What You Are

the underground Source,
the River
of Fire

rest in the
Giant...the  Mountain...

rest
in What is Too Big for your eyes to see
and so far prior to your "birthday"

rest in the Heavens

watching  the little blue ball rolling rolling rolling...

and reMain the Hugeness You Are


forget not,
You are the Looker
at the tiny dot,
not the period
itself

herein is All Freedom,
all inclusivity

all hairs on seven billion heads,
mine

and the dearest appreciation,
without labeling a one,

never seen yet,
for there is no moment repeated

and this one,
i don't know a thing

limitless
awareness

without guilt

Without the weight
of guilt,
gravity,
pressure

there's nothing
to hold the "body" together,
to "earth" it

like in the vacuum of space,
endless
lack of resistance

void

don't know

void of "knowing"

and prior
to this...
?

beyond mind,
thought
of time and space

prior to the breakup of the family
prior to the build up of the family

what goes up
must come down

a picture paints 1000 words
and they too
are but to witness
"i" exist

what never existed
cannot leave

the war is over
beCause
there has never been
an enemy

you and horsefly :-)

looking through the tulips

You
shine back at you

You,
everywhere you look

You,
just waiting for you

You, sweetheart--
that "tree bark"

You, sweetheart,
the murmur you hear
in the distance
when you are very quiet

You, sweetheart,
that bold, blazing red
Corvette

You, sweetheart,
the con-crete detail,
the fly,
the wasp,
the ant,
the grasshopper perched
under the ledge on the brick wall
in 90 degrees,
flavorful mint leaves freshly picked

inward,
my soul,

yes, inward
this space
ever new

nameless

unnameable

All things are given you.

no effort on "your" part
in creation

no "you" in the Creator

watch all lines,
all borders,
all delineations
fade

simply can't be found

to fear,

brazen horsefly and i
are one :-)

and so it is