Guilty of Solitude?

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My Solitude

…And this came up, as I looked at yet another photo from my personal retreat.

And how long did it take me
To be here and be this
Just be with such joy of being
With myself and that too with no guilt?

And how long did it take me
To realize that being here and being this
Being with myself with such joy
Does not hurt any other role of mine
That it makes me only better in all the roles
That I have been blessed with on earth?

And how long until I was willing to be
In such places and times
That bring up pure gratitude and bliss
These places and these times living in me
In ways that I don’t really anything miss?

And how long until I realized
That I had felt ever so lonely
While in the midst of all crowd
That in solitude I was never really alone?

I have all of so many souls and their journeys living in me
I have become this person made of all of you
That I keep drifting off in this space
Of thoughts & impressions of you all
And then just nothing but this pure space
Of being in this pure space on earth …

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Beautiful Life & YOU

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Precious Times & Me

Sometimes being in a certain place nourishes more than any food can ever could. That’s how I feel when I look at this photo from a personal retreat I had been to.

There was so much perfection of space and time. A Hafiz poetry book just as if walked up to me …drenching my soul in the feeling of eternal love and contemplation for hours. Just the memory of that time at this place brings a luxurious peaceful feeling to me.

This moment now I am feeling such grace of gratitude flow through me. I wish to go back to that place yet I don’t need to. Those hours and moments in that place are just alive in me forever.

Such moments are a gift of this lifetime. They keep you satiated in precious ways. They help you find the treasure of gratitude for exactly where you are.

The yearning and the seeking takes a break. Right now is one such moment for me.

I am thinking of every single person and soul that has been a perfect intersection in my life. All those who have been perfection to my existence. You called me at perfect times. You said the perfect words …as if speaking aloud the whispers of my soul that were being dumbed down by the outer noise. Yes, YOU. YOU know who you are.

I am thinking of all those with whom I am virtually connected with. You are as real in my world as any other, because your words have made priceless difference to me. You have helped me live my dream life of seeing, acknowledging and connecting at the most authentic level.

I think of all the people that I have not been a best of myself to. I have often faltered in my human ways. I have been very sorry in my heart. I am yet to find the courage to get to each one of you. To melt the walls of thickness between us. I am grateful for you.

I look at this photo of mine at this place and feel gratitude for my time on Earth and the beautiful life that keeps coming to me. This is how I feel in this moment now. For now, that’s all. And now.

May all of the beauty of life flow in all preciousness to us all …and we flow in life with ease and joy.

 

P.S. Dear Debbie, it is my pleasure to make this post a contribution to ForgivingFridays. You are a kind loving presence in this space.

A Wall to Knock on

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Photo Credit : Vikram Phale

 

The wall that keeps them out
Also keeps you in

The rift in the Self is always about
Building one or tearing one down

A wall to keep knocking on
Becomes our frantic escape

From the often tumultuous journey
Through the inner landscape

As if a game of breaking it off in freedom
From the often perceived boredom

The game becomes wonted & imperative
To keep finding a wall to crash into

As if there is no end to the fight in you
So seek it out in everything you walk into

What if we each keep our place
While we intersect in this delicious space

Where we share our appreciation and apprehension
Not needing a wall for separation

The wall that keeps them out
Also keeps you in

 

Dear Debbie, please accept this poem as a contribution to ForgivingFridays. I adore your posts.

A home with no walls

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Image created by Josiah Harry of Skylarity

Have you ever been in a home like this?
There are close to 50 people in there.
Yet the experience is such that all there is, is space.
Like there are no walls to that home.
The whole universe seems to have opened up …or maybe the home has opened to the space of the Universe.
I was there with a friend who took me to that home. I didn’t know anyone else.
Everyone was so silent and just spacious within …they were just being their pure being.
If eyes met, the most heartful smiles came.
Regulars just melted into purest, warmest hugs …as if knowing what is to be received and/or given.
I venture into the ‘speaking’ area (the living room). You come here if you wish to converse.
Everyone just pure divine energy.
No name, no game, no status, no apparatus, no conclusion, no exclusion.
Isn’t this why we visit temples?
Here each person I spoke to was a temple visited.
I was immersed in the most precious ways of being and conveying and receiving and giving.
Without giving or receiving a thing that I can hold on to.
Yet what was given and received is part of me for this lifetime.
The food served, to be eaten in silence, was just one of the ingredients of nourishment.

We walk around with so many walls …of our name, profession, our beliefs, concepts.
These walls are so much a necessity to bang on, as we keep living.
But what felt like life itself was the perception of no walls.
We walk around striving to be normal …or striving to be extra ordinary.
But what we are, are pure miraculous specks of being.
I am in awe of how these experiences become possible for me …as I keep waking up to a new day of wonder …of what I know are pure soul interactions on a daily basis, just so perfectly waiting to happen.
I began writing on this blog platform with the concept called Infinite Living,
Not knowing it is actually being lived so profoundly …
I left knowing that I will always be supported in my strive to embody Infinite Living.

P.S. This post is dedicated with gratitude to Awakin Circles of ServiceSpace. I am grateful to my friend with whom I spent one evening here.

…With Love

Give  IT  time …with love
Give what  IT  takes …with love
Give  IT  fiercely …with love
Give  IT  all …become love

Give  IT  space …with love
Give  IT  up …with love
Don’t give up on  IT  …just love
Watch  IT come back …with all the love!

Brightness and lightness of it all

I look up at the sky on a starry night, there are countless twinkling stars. I focus on one star, the rest disappear for me. Its tremendous luminosity extended to me, to be received. As I fill up myself with the light, I find a sense of clarity in my being. I expand my view in the sky again. My star now is a tiny sparkling speck, only one of countless others. I zero in back on the one that I claim mine, it exists as if just for me and I exist just as if its light.

Such are all of us here. Just one speck in this sea of humanity, but no less than a luminous star when we allow the light. Each one of us unique in the way we can shine. We are all held in this precious space, our part of the sky. Our clarity being nudged and cracked open. We sometimes scatter out in more spaces, to claim more of the sky with our light of clarity. Doubts and distress are just weathers passing by. We are all part of the same journey, held by the same sky.

The sky can hold and support the one who is willing to shine. Shine in the way of feeling that comes from the grit towards clarity and truth. And then whatever way that can translate into kindness, in this sea of humanity. A small difference that we make for anyone, could be a world of a difference to that one.

I ask  not how the sky can support me, I ask how else am I willing to show up, in my life, so when the sky holds me, I just shine!