Daily wakening

sat up
yes
it was time
to sit up.

start the day when you are awake
start the real practice when you awaken
who awakens?
what awakens?

clarity invites more clarity

no one is wrong or right
it is more than that
more complex,
diverse,
great, really.
simple
unconditioned.

the duality rests
you land in the heart again.

everything
will return to its source
he said.
the attraction to do so
is innate,
primordial,
before and after form.

tiferet: the reconciliation of opposites

 Illusion serves reality.
and I am grateful for the dream.

Without illusion we could not see reality as being literally beyond imagination.
In this way imagination serves what is real.

So too, judgement is a servant of what is true and longing to take form.
It holds back the bearing of fruit until the time is ripe.

Rules are servants to the movement of spontaneous living.
Fences to be leapt over when the true being takes flight.

Separation serves the wonder of two.
For without such an edge,
 your own center could not be known so radically,
nor gifted so openly.

And commitment is the servant of true freedom.

Be found by commitment
and know the truth of your being.

In the story of The Frog Prince,
the transformation of the prince and princess occurred through the heart that saw the truth of what is.

This served the breaking of the three bands around Heinrich’s heart.

Three bands, three hearts.

Our practice does have merit for all sentient beings.
Together we realize liberation.

 The Frog Prince

oil on panel

16x20

2011

BH 

a series of paintings and this poem was inspired by a camelia I found on a rain soaked road. as i walked closer, reality revealed a rain soaked and tire squashed green frog, blooming pink and white from its center.

this or not that

News flash from the non dualist in me,
(Oh these words really are beginning to amuse me, do I really know what they mean....)

I am a bad person. 
I mean, if I thought he was that bad, oh, my ………..

I am not a bad person. 
That, too. 
Been there and done that 
so many times.

Are there really two of me?
The one thinks she is so good,
the other one knows she is bad,
but rarely ever releases this information.

This is so good.
Can I really, compassionately, embrace this situation I am in ?

This information was released on the porch tonight.
The spirits applauded my performance,
Once again.

They are such an admiring audience!
The award was handed to me by the master of ceremonies!
They see right through the act,
And my endless attempt
to be
this
or
not that.