When we come together like this
in our secret affair,
I tuck into you,
and we merge
like dawn into the sun.
So calm, so safe,
only Your rays keep me alive.
It seems I have traveled a great distance to find You,
all those other loves
crushed under beetle feet.
They felt real,
so promising
and yet delivered nothing of value,
a thousand steps
to this eternal nowhere.
The longing ceases
in Your soothing nectar
soaking into this rock of me
until I merge into the Oneness
that has always been right here.
Nowhere to go,
Nothing to do
But
Be
in You.
Perfectly timely and perfectly expressive of the practice I am strengthening, detaching from need for outer approval and smiling with receipt of it from Within
Thank you! Love what you wrote. “Detaching from need for outer approval and smiling with receipt of it from Within.” That was my morning practice today. Wonderful to learn that we are innately valid, rather than needing validation!
Thank you so much Lesley: I’ve been doing mediations on Deep Love for myself something I’ve needed to do for so very long. Today with your wonderful words my heart is filled with Love as I start my day overcoming any negativity. Additionally all of the smoke is gone in my environment which brings me more positive energy. John
Lovely expression of our Beloved Master and our connection with Him, Lesley.
Denali 🌺💕
Thank you, Denali. So happy it spoke to you.
What lovely meditations those must be, John. I’m happy this little message joined into your reverie! And boy, what a relief to have the smoke clear, inside and out.
Dearest Leslie. This is so beautifully stated. That inner connection so divinely expressed. I love “ all those other loves, crushed under beetle feet”. The great insignificance of the ego so clearly revealed. It is simply beautiful, just like you. Blessings and love🩷
Thank you, Helen. So kind. And yes, I’m glad the beetle feet worked for you. It was a funny thing to come through but seemed apropos.
Lesley, You express so beautifully & accurately the inexpressible subtly of that great Love. When it pours thru each morning, I sometimes do not find the words to write in my journal a reminder of that inspiration. Thank you!