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 [...]
Tag Archive > blessings
A Yogi’s Welcome
True Teacher
Reading at Bohdi Tree 12/30/09
The true teacher has no students, all is Being and only Silence speaks. The perfect teacher has no teachings because he knows that you are free already. So the true teacher’s non-teaching is that there is no teacher, no student, no teaching, and that nothing has ever existed. This [...]
Just When I Doubted…
Reading at Koloa Hog Wan Ji – 12/07/09
Just when I doubted myself,
Just when I ’bout gave up
A light shone thru.
Scathes my lack of intention
Attacks my dullard fears
Presses me on
And pulls the reigns of attention
Back from unconscious years.
YOUR PLAYMATES
Reading at Waimea 06/06/09
I was born for you;
what do you want of me, dear?
Look at all that has come from your wish:
the forests, the streams, the mountains
the fields, every creature:
are these not your playmates?
Do we give you comfort, God,
in Eternity?
We were born for You; don’t be shy. Beloved.
Just tell us what You want
but in a [...]
All Is Welcome Here
Yoga Reading at Anara and Waimea 05/22 and 05/23
“Broken hearts and broken wings
bring it all and everything
bring the song you fear to sing,
all is welcome here.
A Space to Commit Pronoia
Reading at Koloa 05/11/09
Willing to experience aloneness,
I discover connection everywhere;
Turning to face my fear,
I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss,
I am given unimaginable gifts;
Surrendering into emptiness,
I find fullness without end.
Each condition I flee from pursues me.
Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the [...]
What is a taste of Chaos Soup?
There is this ’soup’ of Divine Chaos that is being stirred constantly. Perhaps the spoon is an energy called Choice and the main condiment called Destiny. In this moment as I dip my spoon to take the taste I don’t know ‘exactly’ where I’m dipping , but there is [...]
