I place my life on your altar. Teach me what I need to know to live out my life purpose. Show me how to love using your virtue while honoring my boundaries. Teach me how to show compassion while commanding respect. Show me how to fight in your holy way. Teach me how to share my light without diffusing my inner luminosity. Your divine will is at my fingertips, I can feel your presence in my heart. Show me how to share it. My heart and mind are open to your divinity. May your love move through me and into my bloodstream, let my skin absorb you and through my pores exude you.
There is a stillness that is always within. This light is invariably present, not only during meditation. Our world is full of appearances but we are one moment of infinite divinity. Just as the clouds shift through the sky, we see appearances come and go, but the sky lies in stillness. The sky is eternal, infinite, and that is who we are. We carry an infinite light within, a holiness that never subsides, a sacred deep-rooted abundance of grace and love lives within us all. It does not sway as the clouds but rather lies in serenity as does the sky. If we wipe away the ego from our perception's lens, we connect to our own divinity.
But the ego mind blocks this path, it thrives off of obstructing the connection to our divine truth. It creates an inner fog, a darkness that only we feel and project onto the people around us. It pulls us from pleasure to misery constantly, like a psychological tug-o-war. If only humanity could see beyond this facade of the ego and understand the essence of our holy inner identity, our beam of deep-rooted infinite light within, the world would be a better place.
Author's note: It's been one year since I began a journey into the unknown, a journey into spirituality that has adjusted every inch of my perceptive lens and I present this piece of wisdom to you with utter joy in my heart. I wrote this post-meditative piece 03/21/18 at 5:46 a.m.
And very soulfully she sunk into her chair
Thoughts entered her mind but not like before
For this was a different kind of night
Grace was in the air
Peace drowned her being
She never saw such clarity before
For this was a very different kind of night
Nothing like ever before
She was syncing with her soul
For she was coming home
She loved herself forevermore
There were no more demons left to run from
The universe answered her prayers
For she was finally whole
My inner existence used to be a jigsaw puzzle with jagged edges, twisted and isolated pieces that didn't fit together. That was self-hate. I used to know it very well, we were close for many many years. Now, because of my spiritual awakening, I have no idea what that would feel like. But I knew it so very well. The most delightful of goodbyes during my human experience was precisely this inevitable farewell.
In the midst of contrast, sparks of desire arise, transcending into cellular combustion manifesting chimes of synchronicity.
Impulsive intuitive alarms ring ever so slightly but loud enough to predicate algorithms of connection.
And there it is again, an abstract inkling of love amplifying hope in it's purest form.
Ignite a fire in my eyes.
Carry it through my mind with your words.
Penetrate my soul with your captivating energy.
Communicate with my heart through your eurhythmic sincerity.
There is a hidden message beneath this unease. This is where you stop and listen. This is where you feel and finally release. Ideas of love arise from the most innocent place in your heart. You got lost in an idea, in a personal vision. Your heart is so pure, that without a single kiss or caress, your vision overwhelmed reality and you were even loyal to the idea of her. Your belief in love is magical and your purity makes you beautiful. Love is near.