Uradiance

     You are not on earth to change this dream. You are here to awaken. Your first step contains all the others. A pilgrim arrives before the journey begins. This body is not a guesthouse but a sanctuary at the end of every path. Your bones are corridors that lead to heavenly places. Rest where you are. Perfect asanas arise from the spin of an atom. Momentum is the Mother. Why all this effort, friend?   Stars entangled in the shining blackness of your hair effuse the scent of midnight jasmine. Are you not the silent radiance you’ve been praying to?   Image: by Rashani Réa 

Everyone looks for a door. A door like Jesus, who is an opening in the shape of man. A lacuna between the worlds, like Mary, who is a wound in the shape of woman. Everyone looks for a portal leading to an empty chamber filled with secret palaces. We meet here while our bodies  are dreaming. We forget how much we need a gateway shaped like someone we can trust. Come, take the master's hand. Step through the hollow center  of the shadow  where  your last breath  has already gone. Meet Mira here, the poetess. Meet Rumi and the Magdalene, Mohammad and the Baal Shem Tov. Encounter the ancient Deer Priest, the Shaman who rattled your bones, changing your skeleton to a snake den. What century you came from doesn't matter. What religion your fathers gave you is the warm old Winter coat you put away in Spring. Come, meet Ishtar weeping as she looses and lets fall her seven garments of silence and self-aba...

Awareness has no gender, no race, no party. Love needs no story.  Why not shift attention to the unspeakable radiance of Beauty that floods awareness right Now, replacing the shadow of the past with the light of a New Creation? Allow the soft nameless rose of Christ to blossom from your Heart, breathing your Sun into the world. There is a no-nonsense Way of intuitive living, a pathless path of spiritual sensuality rather than anxious over-thinking. We can allow a perpetual blossoming of Presence, instead of plodding the old linear journey from a  dim past to an uncertain future. But we've been stuck on a time-line for so many lives, we've forgotten how to embrace the wholeness of eternity. Life is not a narrow corridor leading from point to point, but a golden flower spiraling outward in all directions at once. How do you live intuitively, which means by faith?  Each moment, rest in the moment. Every moment has dignity, simply by virtue of being pr...