10:24 a.m. - Thursday, Jun. 24, 2004
So too, love is your crucifixion
Yet the highest of all spiritual paths
Our greatest attainment
For in our mate
Their eyes...tell us who we are
Our eyes.....tell them who they are
In that relationship, carefully travelled....
We find heaven
We find health
We find growth
the difference between pseudo love
and innocent, pure love
Oh, Lord, teach me not only to love
but also, to be-loved
Oh, Lord, open the eyes of my beloved
So that we might dance
The intimate dance of highest life, together
The end of spirituality...
is the wisdom of interdependent, dancing, pure love
In my childhood, perhaps I came closer to pure love
But I needed to grow
I needed to experience
the marshes, the mountains, the valleys, the dark caverns..
the horrors as well as sublime delights
the narrowness as well as the fullness ..
Before the clarity ...of pure love...with the most inimtate love of life
It's beyond a mere feeling, yet feeling
It's beyond mere thoughts, mere words
It's being..caught up
It's being..determined but in a gentle sense, gentle strength
It's more a relaxing letting go, than a hanging on
It's accepting the cruxifixions knowing
That beyond them...
Is our greatest achievement...
1:58 p.m. - Friday, Dec. 26, 2003
To be loved….to love… an intimate relationship unparalled..
To be chased around the bedroom ….
To look into your eyes to see my love returned....with fire
To cherish, protect....to be….
To face each day with spirit, strength, joy! no matter what irritations arise
To watch the sunset, moon rise and feel what I used to feel …with a blanket of warmth rising, over flowing
What do I want? - my child to be safe, happy, at ease
What do I want? - my mate to be honored, respected, fulfilled
What do I want? - life….spiritual life…coming out of my eyes, through the top of my head and circling to those around until it returns to be once again
Oh, love….so much you offer each one of us…..what can compare to love….
Not wealth, not riches, not sex….although all can be good….but no, they can’t compare…
I look around at recent events…...out there I do not see fire but ice, absence of light just haze….
But here….....here in a small dark shelf in my heart….
Love still lives, still breathes, still beats a light but steady pace, still waits to ignite…
Rise Oh, love
Fall on that which is worthy
Only gently touch that which is not…hoping
Continue to live…strong....in me.