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The Lotus

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                                     The lotus is a sign of grace from the underworld. Caressed by the exhale of dawn, it springs from mud, expanding without effort.  Darkness blossoms into beauty when you hold it tenderly,  then drop it like a seed. Physics is the metaphor of waves  that guide us toward bewilderment. If we could hear the silent explosion of a bud in the secret wound of the heart, the rich would give their wealth away. The outraged would surrender their despair. Bullets would melt into tears. Thieves would repay what was stolen,  yet their victims would insist, "Please keep it, you need it more than I." Isn’t this why we sing? Anger is not your true home, friend. Follow the flame of emptiness into the furrow between your breaths  until something bursts and bleeds and seeps out,  healing the earth. Photo by my dear friend Aile Shebar ...
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Twelve Breaths Of Love (Video)

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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. 
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The Cup

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                                                  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...
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Age

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     Who is aging? The body is aging. The mind is aging. But is the Self aging?  Whether two or eighty-two, You are not one moment old.  You are sparkling awareness, ever-dissolving and eternal. 
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