Saturday, 18 July 2015

Notes from the wide open space

I've just come back from a beautiful and challenging retreat in Portugal.

Beautiful because it contained many experiences of remembering who I really am, and challenging because there were many times when I forgot, and even more painfully times when knew that I had forgotten but was not able to let go and return to knowing my true self.

I offer 3 short poems that speak to the remembering.


I am the space
And everything that arises
in the space.

But first, I am the space.


To cherish myself
is to cherish
the wide open space
and the tender appearance
that is just now
arising out of it.


So there is nothing to do
Any doing
takes me away
from resting in
who I am.

Surrender.  Bow down.  Love.