Creative Writing
Creative Writing (11)
Creative Writing
In this monthly gathering, we write for an hour in a meditative state, then those who wish may read their writing to the group, and receive feedback and discussion. This has proven to be a powerful therapeutic instrument by those who participate. Open to all enrolled students.
to be the modus operandi,
ever less, but still…
it can feel depressing, the dark night of the soul…
snap out of it.
I am not on this path to dwell in the hard way,
but the easy path…
joy, wonderment, astonishment, Self-realization…
The Power of Love is boggling the ego mind.
I feel as if I am carrying
a ton of bricks inside my head …
the question I had which didn’t get asked…
This fear of true Love
by the ego (God is dead, man is dead)…
it doesn’t know Love, it will never know Love,
it can only confuse it with desire,
a keg of detonating explosives…
fool, fool, foolish for ever believing it could exist,
at the level of ego.
The baby thrown out with the bath water;
and now recuperating the baby, the innocent fool,
unstained by sanskaras and karma…
pure, purna, unscathed.
Silence the mind
and Love in its essence shall be known,
before any deformations of the whole took place.
Then why the resistance to silence?
Pop goes the weasel…
All around the mulberry bush
the monkey chased the weasel.
The monkey thought 'twas all in fun.
Pop! goes the weasel.
Pop the monkey mind
and all of its lower chakra jouis-sens…
God help, because I can’t do it…
yet, isn’t it right there, just below the surface?
OK. Don’t take it easy on this ego.
It would be a good time for a session.
Looking forward to sharing the laughter
in the abyss,
soon, please...
--Marjiva
Supreme Truth, Goodness and Beauty
This is the Self
All it takes is a willingness to see
That the Self is absolutely free
When the clouds of maya fade
Satyam Shivam Sundaram
When the illusion of a “me” expires
Satyam Shivam Sundaram
When hatred is seduced by God´s Love
Satyam Shivam Sundaram
When the heart implodes with ecstatic bliss
Satyam Shivam Sundaram
When our gaze sees all as the bodyless, Radiant Sameness
Satyam Shivam Sundaram
When the vows are strong as a rock to build the House of God upon
Satyam Shivam Sundaram
When the sangha is flooded with divine love
And free of all worries, suffering, and confusion
Satyam Shivam Sundaram
When the ultimate teaching of selflessness Is
Satyam Shivam Sundaram
God is Satyam Shivam Sundaram
I am Satyam Shivam Sundaram
Satyam Shivam Sundaram
Satyam Shivam Sundaram
Namaste,
Sat
For the ego, there is a trend
To be the one who is the best
Always trying to beat the rest
The logic may go, something like so:
The more I give, the more I receive
The one who gives most, is the one who never goes
The more I produce, the more I am of use
The more I can be of help, the lesser I have to think of resolving my own life´s hell
The more I am in control, the greater is my role
The more I add to the whole, the safer is my bowl
The more I shine, the larger will be my shrine
So eternity seems to lie in the presence of my stride
This all sounds quite green
But there is a trap unseen in between
That all these good deeds, are not the highest good indeed
Because they don´t purify
The illusion that must die
Now action is a must, in that we can all trust
But there can only be one I
And that is the Self who is free of pride
The most powerful move
Is to see one´s ego be removed
Whoever can constantly hold the silent inner gold
Is the one who is always shining as the All
He or she who lives in blissful peace
Will be the one who receives the Feast
A feast of light and eternity
Filled with might and divinity
The true dharma lies in your capacity
To serve wholeheartedly without egocentricity
For this you have to be free of fantasies
And Be the Silent Presence that has no boundaries
To truly be one who is indispensable
One has to be a yogi who is absolutely impeccable
And to really be the Holy See
There cannot be a trace of “me”
The highest difference that can be sustained
Will come out of the womb of the Radiant Sameness
In this no strife shall we ever have to face
Because God´s light is sweet soft grace
So no more illusions or grave confusions
Only blissful, sacred, and miraculous fusions
The Self is love and love and love
The Self is light, oh what great light
The Self is might, oh holy might
The Self I am, I am the Self
The Self, The Self, The Self, The Self
Namaste,
Sat
An inner attack- is black
I learned today is a mass
And in terms of creating masses-
I am best in class.
And yet when I write there is
a hidden delight that I feel
most, most in the darkness starred night
I feel opened out-devout,
and my place on Earth
is not the place of my birth.
was my first lesson, that came from Bhairav
one seeks happiness and rejects love endless pleasure, not endless love-
I adore all that is below
and has its roots
where sails those on wings
born of God¹s inspiration, His creativity-as-His-love
Loving is the key to thinking
Heart closed, thoughts sinking
Shutter closed, ideas like distant stars- barely blinking
I feel the difficulty
The difficulty in true and deep thinking
Exercise: Ask God, or your Higher Self, what advise or information you need to succeed in the next stage of your spiritual journey?
I asked, and this is what came...
Crawl child, crawl...
Let thy face drown in the low ground
Crawl as Saint Francis and Ramakrishna did
Dance as a snake for thy holy Creator
Lift thy weak hand
Beg for help
Humble thyself
Repent, Repent, Repent...!
Do not rise until thy heart
Has opened and is bleeding
With My Love
Exercise: What message would God give you for your next stage of the spiritual journey?
Fly the Dragon
Become whole
The master over the ego’s wild jerks,
Ricocheting impulses of destruction;
Harness the split double-you
Dive through the hole – portal – passage to holiness
The other side of ‘exit’ is ‘enter,’
From exile, the return.
Fear not a searing fallI’
ll be there to catch you.
The bleeding cut before hidden
Strata upon strata and now exposed,
Healed in Love’s embrace,
The new found circle of wholeness
Contains all wounds,
Hermetically sealed, none escape;
Suture kindest of seamstress,
Hermit alone in God
All evil spells, burnt.
Easter time for new attires,
From death, the revival.
Oh dear child, friend, or beloved
I beg you to trust the words I say unto thee
Because they come not from my blindness
But from the golden sea of our eternal Being
People who make the courageous and wise decision of exploring their inner self will inevitably face a number of transformational phases that will represent trials and challenges along their spiritual journey. For those few souls who persevere and triumph against these divine tribulations, a number of interesting doors will begin to open. One of the first doors recognized in the Sat Yoga Approach, and perhaps one of the most difficult ones to open, is the door that leads to higher discernment. Discernment in Sanskrit is known as viveka. Thus, we will also refer to the domain of higher discernment as the Viveka Point.