Sweet Tea

Master told me to drink from the cup
Trusting him, I did and I knew...
I knew from whence the plant grew
I knew how it became sweet
I truly knew what it meant to savor
I was the rocky soil that had nurtured it
and even the cup that held its flavor
I felt the warm winds carressing my leaves
I was the plant itself
That I could know these things is a testament
to the One Energy
I will never forget that lesson
It was a milemarker on the way back home
Remembering has helped me, especially when I feel alone
We are all but leaves of the One Great Plant
One blissful energy
Harness this gift of feeling
and you too will become One with all Creation

Flower of the Mountain

There sits a blossom
high in the mountains
Who sees this flower
except for me?

What a wonder!

Only the Creator and I
know of its exquisite beauty
The flower cares not
who appreciates it
It is content to just be
Deeply it knows its contribution
It has lived many years
Surpassing the lifespan
of many men
Yet it is not bored
In its own radiance it basks
It never grows weary
nor ever carries burdens
It is a wonder to behold
One day, on this plane, it will flower no more
going back into the great Collective
merging with other beauty
to possibly bloom again
in some other glorious way

We are all flowers of extraoridinary brilliance
of all types and colors
Be like the flower
even if no one knows your true light
For like the flower of the mountain
you add immeasurably to the whole
Realize your contribution
and sing the song of thanks to the Creator
for you are priviledged to serve

Dreaming For Real

What are your dreams?
They are only shadows of
what is real
Then what is real you ask?
Real is experiential
It exsists only in the feeling realm
One can experience it
but when one tries to grab hold
it disappears like a phantom
Dream for real
Experience the Oneness
of all things
How do I do this?
Questions, questions, ha!
Go to the place in your being that resists
Enter the resistance and follow it to where it leads
once you are there resistance disappears
Now you are at the place where dreams are real !
Now you are in the true Present
where all things that come to pass are created