layers

to vacuum the carpet

isn't enough...

the real dirt

lies underneath

the carpet

today

we would pull back the carpet

and get to the bottom of it....

ohhhh....

i fell in love with my son today

though he is dead

i met him

again

for the very first time

i saw him

without my violence

without my fear

without my veil

i saw him sitting there

playing video games

without my hate

of violence

i saw the Love

that sat in the chair

oh dear dear dear

Son of God

i am so sorry

i ever

gave you my jacket of guilt

to wear

what a heavy garment

for an innocent child

i love to know

it touched you not

i love to see

you shining yet

i love to see the Love of God

shining in you now

reflecting back at me

thank you for your Power, tiny Child

thank you for your Holiness

thank you

for saving me

from my lies

thank you

for this birth

of

Truth

no word

today

i would do no harm

i would let go of all my violent thinking

dictating

how the world should be

i would vacation

for a few moments

from

all

my

ideas.....

sometimes it's time...

sometimes it's time to just

sit out the dance

sometimes it's time to watch

the party from the corner of the room

sometimes it's time to sit at a table

by yourself

with yourself

loving yourself

it may look like you're alone

to others....

but you know

you have stunning company :-)

peek a boo :-)

what can you really see?

looking at my face

what can

you

really

see?

can you see

deep deep deep down into

the

light

of my soul?

can you see

this thought

as it sparkles

in this moment

of creation?

can you see the substance?

can you see this inner experience

i am having right now?

can you see... beyond these words......

to the other world

that is coming through right now?

can you feel

this bridge

to Eternity?

what

can

you

really

see?

only this....

you

being

me

;-)

stuttering

when love

seems to stutter

don't be fooled

behind this breathing space

is the deepest reverberation

hitting the walls of your mind and heart

and pulverizing the ancient petroglyphs

nothing left

now there is room

for Love

to enter

whenever Love

seems

to stutter

do not

be fooled

you are the ocean of Love Itself

have you ever seen

a wave

stutter?

undone

willing to shift

ever so slightly

and let the Love of God literally

come pouring through

the tiniest of cracks

and it is all undone

the dam is penetrated

the flood of Love

the gushing

immeasurable Power of Love

of the Entire Universe

of All Creation

does the rest

comes crashing through

the dam but crumbles

dissolving forever

without a trace

and every thought

we ever think

is met

with waves

of Love

Truth

and

understanding...