• IDENTITY,  Poetry

    Damn sweet unique is what you are

     

     

    Do you ever in a quiet moment

    get smacked by the

    WEIRDNESS of being here?

     

    Don’t be afraid.

    I see you as You Are.

     

    No quality

    no achievement

    no appearance

    compares in the slightest to

    THE MYSTERY

    of your existence, of your being real.

    Here: on a planet,

    poured from a luminous milk bottle of stars

    set on the soft black cloth of

    a uni-verse stitched with a

    hundred

    b i l l i o n

    galaxies

    in which you can’t be lost

    because HERE YOU ARE,

    Found.

     

    Your existencewhen you notice—

    is a sublime opportunity

    to be stupefied

    into

    GLORY.

     

    No quality

    no achievement

    no appearance

    could ever compare with, yes—

    the w o n d e r  of you.

     

    Rush awake from bad dreams

    in which you are not admired by the heavens as

    DAMN SWEET UNIQUE.

     

     

    *photo by Daniel Filipe Antune Santos–thank you!

  • Poetry,  Spirituality

    Get WOOZY with love by CRUSHING on nature with POETRY

    HOW CAN OUR SOULS NOT GO

     

    So woozy with a crush

    of gravity is this planet

    that it’s not enough

    to embark upon a year-long

    courtship we call orbit;

    Our earth TWIRLS

    at drunken speed, too lovelorn

    to care about sobriety

    in its attraction to a star.

     

    And our Sun takes notice,

    how can it not?

    Earth breathes

    sweet leafy breath to

    clothe itself in bridal clouds,

    Reflects the sun’s shine

    with its expanse of ocean to

      say, You’re beautiful like this,

    and, in unfathomable

    vulnerability,

    Offers up all its stories with

    lifetimes of human

    Beings.

     

    With existential mystery like this

    happening—

    actually happening

    how can our souls not go

     

    WOOZY

     

    WITH

     

      LOVE?

     

     

     

  • IDENTITY,  Spirituality

    Your most ordinary day isn’t. Cosmic forces are at work within you.

    If you must identify with anything, identify with Life itself.

     

    Consider yourself a part of the magnificent movement of the universe, mysterious and fundamentally creative. Write down your agenda for the day if you like or if it helps, but remember to open yourself to going off-road with Life/God in case there’s a better movement than what you had planned or could have imagined.

    It so happens that cosmic movement isn’t only in the planets and stars, it’s within you too. Can you feel the energy in that?

    There is no ‘boring,’ which could only ever be unnatural to you, a silly joke for the cosmos to pat on the head with laughter. What appears to be the most ordinary (or even bad) day is actually ripe with creative and evolutionary force.

    Go, be filled with Life today, which is to say—

    GO BE FULL OF YOURSELF.

     

     

     


    *photo of woman covered in paint by Shubham-sharma—thank you!!