Uradiance

                                       The energy we express as rage we can transmute into joy. The energy we project as blame we can give as compassion. The energy we waste on worry we can dissolve into radiant Presence. Our anger and our love are fermented from the same energy, the same nectar, the same clear awareness. We can turn it into whatever we want. This is our natural state of radical freedom. But most of us are afraid of our own sovereignty. Photos: this and the previous one by my dear friend Aile Shebar

These breaths align the Sun with your Body, Heart, Mind and Soul. A practice you can  do outside, gazing toward the Sun, or in the depths of darkness, gazing toward the Inner light.  It is a practice for cleansing, refreshing, and recreating not only your body, but your world. 

                                                  I am the cup of astonishment. You are the wine of silence. Whoever pours You into Me I call Friend, Breath of my Breath. Each electron in my body your Radiance,  the space between them your Love. I Am nothing but You. No need for a Master. Just thread your gold umbilicus from the farthest star through a pearl in my fontanel, piercing my lungs, weaving rib-weft, belly down  to mothering compost. Am I not your loom? Let the spindle of the galaxy wind the soul out of itself to a radiant sun rooted in my sacrum. I will not be dizzied by  the tricks of light. Splendor is only a door, open, empty, leading neither inward nor outward, above nor below. At the center of this eye what roseate solar fire voluptuously trembles, luring me into the stillness of a diamond Christ  who reflec...