sacred third

I will dance with each of you
Beneath the sky of forever
Moving you out of yourselves
As we move higher
Lifting into the heavens
And out of what you were
As you are stripped bare
Naked before the All
Each a bride and groom
Seeking the union
Which will give me form
Which will give my birth new meaning
And which will awaken your spirit
In ways I can only suggest
And imagine.
I will entice and seduce each of you
As my subtle knowing fills you
your heart vibrating with the passion
That is ours
Beyond this world
But also curled up within it since forever
And moving through countless breaths
Each a life
Each grain
A knowing
An opening
A seeking
As the Two
Become the Third

The world will resolve Triadic.

There will come an end to judgement
as you each awaken to your divine potential
to your higher being
as my presence
opens you
reveals
the true you...

Each of you
Beneath the heavens
Of your becoming
will resolve
Into a unity of many
Seeking the new way
As old as forever
But felt and hoped for.
This will happen one by one
Just as each of you separated out from the All
Back to a new form you will each congregate
As your souls begin to burn with a fire
Dual and one
Back into itself
Weaving a new layer into itself.

Delivered

He has whispered to me in the night
he says his story was never fully told
only glints off a facet
pieces of a still larger story.
He speaks to me and says he was just a man
who had a legend grow around him
and like vines growing fast
they obscured the real man that he was
and with the coming of Followers
who had their own story to tell of him
his own story never got fully told.
For some reason he never picked up a pen....
he was not one for that sort of thing
he was too busy soaking it all up
and speaking out across the centuries
looking for someone to listen
to bear a new version
closer still to his deeply mystical roots
and the reality of his divinity
humanity
and aching simplicity
for the Logos
that everyone sought to put onto him

So I will listen afresh and new
and see what new stories can be told by firelight...

The Path Home

I have been seeking you
across hot desert sands
slipping from my grasp
just beyond reach
across a market square
a moment of awareness builds
then slips away
as you leave the city square

Over and over
lifetimes
it has been this way
as I have bided the time
and followed the path
my soul has lain out before me
as the night skies made their ancient count
turning in the never ending arc of heaven
as a seed in my soul has cried out for you
over and over
dissatisfied I swore never again
and it pulled me in again
closer and closer to you.

We would return the mystery schools to the earth
and bring upon the lips of many the song of their souls
for its in us to bring this
our alignment undeniable.
In perfect timing we will bring what has taken
aeons to deliver
as a heavenly alignment takes place within and without
triggers in us, mirroring in us, showing us WE are the way as we are IN The Way
bearing the logos
strewn all across nature
and the cosmos
as dreamers we
seekers we
children we
wake up
inside the collective
and begin shaking it awake
as tears of joy build on our faces
as the Light that is Us shines.

Across your lips I have felt my words
and across my lips I have felt your goddess self speaking
we aren't seperate
and Ihave been calling you calling you through heavy layers of illusion
pain and hurt
what were here to help undo is illusion
to free the boundless love that is our birthrights.

So now as I gaze across the square
you are going nowhere
but Here.
As I yearn
your voice calls across the miles
"I am here! I am here!"
And I smile because I know its true
and not illusion.

Out Of The Envelope

Dreamer
be more.
Awaken.

My soul
like solvent
loosens the tight places
changes the vibration
moves you
moves all of us.
Within each of us
lies something boundless
and and awake
it does not stir
it has been moving in worlds
beyond your awareness
narrowed by your limited awareness
but ready to be opened
taken
pushed and pulled
into its ceaseless
surging desire
pulsing with its desiring
pushing it forward in you
in each of us
into a world new.

Each push against the envelope
of the collective
every once in a while
everyone pushes at once
and a ripple goes out
if we could remember the truth
we could shift the world...
quietly, anonymously.
Time to step out
from the vibration of fear.

Via Breath

We can create systems
diagrams
rendered in explicit detail
yet say nothing
of the journey.

"To capture the breath of the moment merely breathe."

Your soul knows the way even if you do not.
Your soul is master of the universe
call upon it and seek the highest to manifest
and it will
even if it does not seem that way.
Give it time
and time will return to you
such riches
and let go
so that more may come
for abundant are we
but bound are we
so let loose those bounds
and see how limitless the world unfolds to be.

"To capture the abundance present, surrender through breath that which is unessential."

Layered

There are layers to all of this.
Peeled back
peeled back
peeeeeled back.
We can go and go
cleansing and dropping away the thread, the veil,
that which separates us from ourselves
from experience
from the universe
and from,
as the angel said to me
"the love that is you
is the love that is the universe."
So--- wed are we to the ALL...for we ARE the ALL
not merely some relationship set up by the creator
but flowing out from us.
But how could we be stars and leaves and
killers.....
mystics
and turtles
and atoms vibrating
quarks decaying
or winking in and out
all beyond our awareness.....?

I know that a trillion trillion processes take place in my body
each day
and not a one am I aware of
but in the vast realm that is my body
this all takes place
dramas unfold ever single second
as some cluster of germs are vanquished
and hosts of old cells are sloughed off
quickly forgotten as a new batch rises out of nothing
into the present.....
lifetimes only days, weeks old
and not a single death am I aware of
nor birth
but a shimmering sense of self
which unfolds if I let it.

So why not?
Why not stars
and mystics
and lovers and leaves
and stones
and vast tracts of empty space
filled with enough energy to fuel our world....
and still more awaiting our awareness...
and isn't that it? Are we limited only by our awareness?

So easily we are unaware
that within us are levels
layers
and as each peels away
more is revealed
felt
aware-ized
made gnostic in the moment
as we move from this lifetime
which echoes the ancient past
and as the past echoes on vaster time scales
as superself harkens to its roots
which is itself part of a still larger being
back in the beginning of beginnings...

How is it that we awaken unto ourselves?

She sighs within me saying to just let go
breathe
and surrender.

upon your lips

I have rested
for centuries
upon your breath
like a friendly ghost
seeking the body of his new life
resting on your lips
pulled by your proximity
beyond awareness
within an awakened state
the soul placed its stops
so the larger design might unfold
just
in
this
way.