Re-Creation

Your fundamental nature is pure, conscious, peaceful, radiant, living and wise, and it is joined in mysterious ways with the ultimate underpinnings of reality, by whatever name we give That.  Although your true nature may be hidden momentarily by stress, and worry, anger and unfulfilled longings, it still continues to exist…. Paradoxically it takes time to become (again) what we really are.                  

                                                                                                     Rick Hanson, Buddha’s Brain, p. 15

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In the cool of the morning

Adam walked in the garden, unconcerned

Knowing only good

Adam (human) is who we really our

Precious souls

Who were born with original blessing

Who have lost contact with our original self

And with the one from whom we came

Our divine nature blunted and crushed

By fear and pain

Hatred and prejudice

Greed and a lust for power

But our divine heritage lurks in our souls

And paradise lost

Can become (at some level)

Paradise found

We can become

Who we already (at our deepest level) are

God’s re-creation

Dancing

Dancing is not just getting up painlessly,

like a leaf blown on the wind;

Dancing is when you tear your heart out

and rise out of your body to hang suspended

between the worlds

                                           RUMI

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We trod, and trod, and trod through life

Weighed down by so many things

Fear

Loneliness

Anger

Hate

Fear

Greed

The need for success

The desire to be love

We are bent under our burden

And our feet are like clay

Until our hearts are broken open

And Sacred love rushes through

Waking our soul

And releasing us from our bondage

So that our hearts sing

And

We

Dance

Friends

“This is the kind of Friend You are -

Without making me realize

My soul's anguished history,

You slip into my house at night,

And while I am sleeping,

You silently carry off

All my suffering and sordid past

In Your beautiful hands.”

                                           Hafiz

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O sacred one you are that friend

Who meets me where I am

With all my messes

And all my fear

All my failure

And all my regret

And loves me

Unconditionally

Wrapping me in your love

Cleansing me whiter than snow

Bearing my burdens as your burdens

Thank you for such love

And for sending special servants

Who also do your work

Lifting me up

And carrying my heavy heart

In gentle hands