Reading at Koloa Hong Wan Ji practice 6/24/2010-

…takes readers of all ages behind the scenes on that incredible day,  listening in on a conversation with “Universe” who is patiently prepping us for our journey while sipping a ’spot’ of tea.  A perfect gift-book for that special birthday or baby shower or just when you want to remind someone you care about that they are in their perfect place every moment and they lovingly helped to create it all!

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On the day before you came
You sat with  Universe and had tea—

“Is there anything you need of me this time ‘round ?”  you asked.

Universe smiled – and sipped the tea

“Perhaps-” you continued,
“You need a great leader to help the people break their chains of bondage”
Maybe a wise sage – or a healer!” I can do that!”

“Hmmm…” was all  Universe could reply.

“Or perhaps you need a great villain to expose their dark sides, you know shake ‘em up a bit! Open their eyes and…”

“I see” was  Universe’ reply—

“And what do you ‘need’ this next time ‘round?” asked  Universe

You took a long sip, adjusted yourself on your star and stared into the comfort of the infinite.

You then took out a note pad and reviewed its’ contents.

“You know, I’ve actually done all those things, I don’t really need to experience them again”

“But how about this” you continued. “A relationship with that part of me that I met some time ago, but never really completed. You know – no closure, didn’t quite get it. As I recall now we agreed to let it go and said we’d take a fresh look at it –later.” “Yes.” I’d like to experience more of – Me!”

“Whattya think?”

Universe put down the cup of tea, reached out and held you close. A nebula tickled your nose and a tremor reverberated around you that could only be translated as a chuckle.

So… you and  Universe conspired together, over tea.

Looking through your past lifetimes, over lessons learned and forgotten. Loves won, lost or otherwise. Places and times were all reviewed in the blink of a star.

And when it was done you and the universe held up your plan and exclaimed together,

“Perfect!”

The details were uncountable. A veritable roller-coaster ride sprinkled with mothers and fathers and children, teachers and students. Experiences of pain and pleasure, depression and triumph. And all these aspects took on the forms of relationships. Sometimes fleeting, sometimes lasting. But as you had planned they all had something to show you – about you.

You turned to  Universe once more just as you were getting ready to leave.

“You know this is the most difficult part, I am going to forget” you said, “and I am going to miss you oh so much”

‘’I know at first it will seem a little difficult replied  Universe. “
At times it gets so heavy down there. But everyday, every moment, you will have little hints that your plan is working just as it’s suppose to. Just do your best to remain open enough to receive them.”

One more hug and you noticed how that feeling of warmth, and security clung to you like a favorite blanket.

And as you were hanging around being kept warm and buoyant getting all-anxious and a little psyched up about the whole process, you realized you really weren’t going to miss your friend at all and that you were going into this experience together, hand-in-universe, experience and experience-er, one-and-the-same.

All on the day before you came.

– Paul Reynolds

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—-Lyrics from Run this Way Forever by Michael Tomlinson

The recent post on music has spurred me to set up a music area in our ever-growing bookstore and to meander through memory for a moment on those talented individuals that inspire me with lyric and song.

These incredible troubadours are  those teachers that quietly plant themselves into the recesses of your heart and do nothing more than be who they are , allowing you to step into that special space they’ve created for you whenever you need  to catch your breath, cry on their shoulder, be enlivened and refreshed, be that flint for your spark of inspiration and so much more.  We all have them, our own Bodhisattvas of lyric and tune.  Their form and style and method as limitless as the starscape.  Each inspiring us in their own uniquely divine way.

The gentleman whose lyrics you read at the beginning of this entry is one of those in my experience.

Having made the choice to pull away from the illusions of  the “big label” music industry, Michael Tomlinson has carried on a vigilant, loving journey, putting himself out there everyday and letting his songs do the talking, his lyrics the walking as he’s played his version of the pied piper to the listening heart.

I could go on and on about my 15+ year “affair” with this gentleman, but I prefer just to allow his work/play to recite the tale in it’s own inimitable way and know that he will find that place in your heart and well …just settle in for a while!

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And yes…when you purchase through this store you contribute a meager percentage to this ‘ol yogis pockets.

Heck I gotta keep up the payments on my 1998 limited edition yoga mat for darn’s sake!

Blessings All!!

Yogi P

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Untitled by Kent Bond

The mirror reveals
A very unique notebook

A cherished volume
That I have chosen
to journal in
Today

Skin is the delicate parchment
Organs, bone, joint and sinew
The bindings and spine

Each cell,
Chapters.

War and Peace are but cliff notes
In comparison

Bible, Koran, Kaballah
Only echo its holiness

I need not think to

Turn the page

For the entry is already
Transcribing, recording
Jotting down every nuance

Never forgetting to
Scrawl in the margins a highlight,
An insight

And no editing is ever required
It is all there
All in perfect syntax and meter

It knows no time
To sit and scribble a few notes
For it opens and records

Through
Past, Present and future
As fluidly

As the ink

In my veins

Impossible to

Forget this book,
or leave it on my night stand
Where I think I do my best work

In those meditative states before sleep
And full awakening
Although it is there too.

I look in the mirror

As pages turn
A scar,
A tear
A wrinkle
Embeds itself on the well worn
Cover

A soft patina
A glow
That lets one know

This volume is well loved

Ancestry
Experience
Premonition
Relationships

All dancing across the pages

The bard sits in silence
A little jealous that
His eloquence
Was never able to quite capture
This in words

Sneak a peak
Read the last chapter
To see how it
All ends

What is
Found?

Just

Beginnings

—Paul Reynolds

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Welcome

Please allow your stories to be left at the door with your shoes.

You may pick them up if you really want them on your way back out.

They are not required to enter here.

Kiss your ego and allow it to be still.

As you achieve your comfortable seated posture and consciously take in your next breath, also take in this assurance…

There is no need to achieve anything here…

There is no need to defend anything here…

This is a safe place.

All is one, in breath and life. All is here—now.

If there is any request of you it is to allow yourself to remain present and as open as you can … to you!

It may be that you open wide to you today.

It may be that you peek through a crack and find a glimpse of you today.

The door opens, as you are ready. No sooner. No later.

And thus we create the connection – the YOGA – between the anxiousness to see and patience needed to wait for the understanding.

It’s that space between the in-breath and the out-breath.

It may be uncomfortable at times.

Opening to ‘us’ can be so damn uncomfortable. But it is in this space that we remember and receive.

Listen for it with your heart.

Feel it with your body.

Relish it with your spirit.

-Paul Reynolds

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Funny isn’t it….

How we’ve chosen
To be…
Led, shown, guided, taught, illumined, inspired….
While others choose
to be….

Shoved, tricked, cajoled, re-routed, mystified, shocked, mocked,

De-frocked…

For as many paths,

There are as many
Directions…
Up, down, this-a-way, that-a-way, in, out, time-linear, time-none

And for as many directions there are as many
Dances;
We can choose to
Skip, slink, crawl dash, climb, float, trip, skate, fall, grasp, samba, tip-toe…

We choose to ‘do-it’ with;

Tears and sweat, with love and laughter, patience, anxiousness, joy or sorrow,
in our dreams, in our realities, in other realities
This life, next life, past life
NOW

Six-a-one-half-dozen-of-another.
Name it
It’s yours
For the moment

And ya know what?

We all get there

Home.

—Paul Reynolds

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Reading at Waimea  Practice   03/20/2010

I have sat in the pews of hundreds of churches
Praised your name-Praised your name
I have greeted Mecca more times than I can remember

I have sat in the Zen-do with Buddha
And you came you came
So many sutras I’ve sung
And posed ten thousand asana
You were there

Before I channeled the avatar-
You counseled, “I am with you here, too”

My pilgrimage followed many roads
Climbed many mountains, sought hundreds of gurus
You walked, climbed, sat and listened in all of them

“You wish this road today”
You said. “A lovely color, a brilliant hue
It is true, it is true”

Yet I changed, looked to another,
You said,
“This will do, this will do”

Now I sit midst the darkness and heat-
The roads converging, the red, the green, the winding.

My shoulders gently held
Stay here
Was the feeling

My heart was all I heard

I was home.

— Paul Reynolds

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Welcome
Please allow your stories to be left at the door with your shoes.
You may pick them up if you really want them on your way back out.
They are not required to enter here.
Kiss your ego and allow it to be still.
As you achieve your comfortable seated posture and consciously take in your next breath,

Also take in this assurance…

There is no need to achieve anything here…
There is no need to defend anything here…

This is a safe place.
All is one, in breath and life.

All is here—now.
If there is any request of you it is to allow yourself to remain present and as open as you can … to you!
It may be that you open wide to you today.
It may be that you peek through a crack and find a glimpse of you today.
The door opens, as you are ready.  No sooner.  No later.

And thus we create the connection

The YOGA -

Between

The anxiousness to see
And
The patience needed
To wait for the understanding.

It’s that space between the in-breath and the out-breath.
It may be uncomfortable at times.
Opening to ‘us’ can be so damn uncomfortable.

But it is in this space that we remember and receive.

Listen for it with your heart.
Feel it with your body.
Relish it with your spirit.

- Paul Reynolds

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plaited by Linaji

Reading from Waimea practice 10/31/09
(Enjoy the audio version – just press play)

Her lineage is impeccable..

But from whence has she come?..

She comes when you don’t want her
When you think you’re not ready

Yet,

When you most need her.

She tolerates no lack of attention
She tolerates no lack of love

She sticks pins in your tender spots
To see if

“You’re done yet”

She never forgives

Yet

She never condemns

See her

Flowing robes
Outstretched arms
Piercing eyes
Pinioned wings

See her

Missing teeth
Limping gate
Rheumy eyes
Shopping cart and cardboard box

Feel her rage that is not hate
Feel her love that is not lust

Hold the warmth and delight
In her newborn skin
Hold her strength and wisdom
In the boles and gnarls and knots of her ancient-ness

Seek her out
Across miles of barren waste
In the steppes of the Himalayas

In aisle ‘B’
next to the baked goods

In the mirror

Seek
Her

She
Seeks
You.

-Paul Reynolds

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As we move through our transformation as a species uncountable signposts  will speak to us and sometimes that  can be a little daunting,   For many the pace is being escalated and certainly our day to day experience can appear cluttered and even overwhelming with “do this”, “take that”, “practice this”, “read this” “eliminate that” and on and on ….

I have had the distinct opportunity to experience a very unique tool within this last year and to watch as it continues to expand through this medium called the internet.  It is called the Diamond Alignment Experience. It’s simple, easy to access, doesn’t claim to cure every human condition but effectively sets a tranquil stage for  your listening at a deeper level of understanding about- you!

Diamond Alignment is a  a technology that helps turn the volume down on the chatter that seems to assault us  daily so that we may more readily access and ‘listen’ to our inner guidance.

I  recommend giving Diamond Alignment the ‘acid test’ — Like any good teacher – it does not brow beat you with “this is the only way….”  It invites you to participate for about 6 minutes to experience for yourself this unique blend of technology and metaphysics.  Plus the first experience you can take for free (see the Gift Pass offer on the home page)

Thanks for your listening
Yogi Paul

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