Snowflakes

thoughts fall like snowflakes
countess
unique and
equal
making heavy snow drifts
only to be melted
by the sun

Shovel

With a shovel

I dig in sand.

With each throw....not this....not that.

Yet the sand fills the

hole again.

Until the shovel is thrown away,

And I am

buried by

Love

Wind

I am being slowly worn down
by the wind.
Sometimes it is gentle and warm
with the smell of spring.

Other times...

It is painful and strong,
sand filled and cold.

Either way
I am being slowly worn down
by the wind.
Until all that remains is
wind

With Gratitude

In this story
of me
One can say
I am a lucky man.

For I met a stranger
who clearly
relentlessly
and with great Compassion
pointed to a gift.

A gift
that I had forgotten to open
for many....many years.

Implode

I was listening to the endless chatter of mind and could feel how it feels like a me doing the chattering. Then I could feel what it felt like to feel I had control over the chattering or the voice. I watched the belief that I am in control of the voice in my head. How it really feels to feel like there is an "I" who has control.

The whole me and control is bullshit . Its just another Santa clause! Just another experience taken to be real. This is really a cool thing.

And then to see that the" I knowing" is bullshit too.

And then to see that this entire post is all just more mind dream stuff.

And to see that the mind dream stuff is just more mind dream stuff .....

And I have a front row seat

watching
the whole thing implode on itself, ......all day long!!!!

Light

The only thing that separates me from you...
is a thought.

My World

Lost in thought....
Lost in an endless story
of me,
of the world,
of you.

Lost
no more.

I am
Here.
I am
Now.
I am
Aware.

Watching me
lost in a endless story
of me,
of the world,

of you.

One

On the dark side of the moon,
three feet under the ground,
is a rock.

Whatever is doing that rock.....

Is doing you.

Circus

Really,

The greatest show on Earth is looking out your eyes!

Orion's Belt

Standing on a warm beach,
I look up into the night sky
in awe of the sheer vastness and greatness of it all.

Listening to the night air.

Smelling the great Ocean.

I feel the sand beneath my feet
and sense all that can be experienced
here and now.

My mind lulled quiet by the waves....

In that moment..
It was clearly seen
that this is nothing in comparison to the greatest wonder of them all.

The wonder that Knows.

Great Laughter

There is no me...
There is only me.

All

I,
You,
Us,
Them,
Yes,
No,
In,
Out,
Love,
Hate,
This,
That,
.......All God.

Free

A blazing fire
on a star and moonlit beach,
I dance around.

Waving my arms towards
the sky..
I chant and sing.

Free.

Knowing.....
I am the fire.

I don't know

I can honestly say that I don't know anything.

but....

Something knows that.

Storms

Sitting here, it's quiet.
Just the humm of a distant thought..
Another thunderstorm
come and gone.
and all that's left is the smell of
sweet rain....

How is it possible

How is it possible
That you are.
How did I miss that you were
never away from me.

Never.

How is it that I see you
everywhere.
How is it possible that I am you
and you are me.

This

Sometimes it seems so clear. All of your five senses are reporting the
same thing. NOW. None of the senses know anything about past or
future. They are only reporting NOW. They are all NOW. The mind takes
all this info that they are reporting and creates your dream. Do the
five senses have a problem? Does NOW have a problem? You are NOW.
Everything you have to sense this world is telling you this. NOW is
all there is. Past and future are the dream of mind. Stop and sense
this. Everything you have to perceive THIS...NOW is telling you this.
Your mind wont tell you this, But your five senses will. And thats ALL
you have to know what's going on. Stop and be present with them. They
are telling you the same thing over and over. There is only THIS.
Thats all they know.