In and Beyond Time
Words fall on my side of the cosmic divide between this “one”
and “everything else.”
It is for me to hear through my soul channel,
As it is for you to hear through yours.
We are not alone in the hearing
Because the listening itself is a fabric,
a verb that is a tissue,
of gossamer connectivity between all things
In all time
I no longer forget.
I no longer remember.
I act or be
Be and act.
Noun into verb,
Verb into noun
All subject to the rulership of divine harmony,
All in service to the sweet channel… of love.
And, in this, I have chosen.
I choose to dance the violet pentacle at the center of the flame,
At the center, where all hands grasp through the fire,
I choose a creativity
Which is uniquely peace.
I chose embodiment that is universally peace.
That is what is.
We are bowls of water.
Half and half is for beginners.
Take it all and leave it all.
Don’t forget skillful maybe -
the open portal to what is beyond imagining.
leave ambivalence at the door.
In this fierce storm of yes,
this sweet autumn of wind,
this quiet knowing of the path:
Begin in the Body.
Let it live.
Let it breath.
Let it feed.
Let it be soft, animal, instinctive and
Begin in the body, and connect.
This is where peace lives.
Peace acts, one gesture at a time.
Begin in the body.
Live in the heart.
This is not a choice.
This is a fact.
ACT from this fact.
And through this align in and beyond – space and time.