For the Infinite, the moment is a small packet of white
light; black light is unaccessed information potential. Time is an illusion, a tool of
reference in form. Linear time
does not exist, the moment is the ‘center’, eternal time is the ‘rim,’ we exist
in No Time and No Mind, Formlessness. Living in
No Mind, we claim our Divinity.
What is love but the yearning for the divinity within that is briefly
reflected in the eyes of another?
Like an illusive butterfly that beckons with its splendor, it tempts us
to reach without for that which slumbers within. If we do succeed in grasping it, it would wither in our clutch; its wings broken by our desire to hold
that which cannot be possessed, nor contained. Love can only be given to all equally or it cannot be given
at all. Only One Being exists throughout the myriad of diverse and unfolding
expressions of life. To love here,
but withhold there, is like trying to make a hole in the ocean – life must
equalize such an impossible inequity.
At the onset of exclusive adoration the seeds of its demise are thus
already harbored within. But let us instead love one another with the full knowledge that it is
our own beauty that we see; that a love affair with another is a love affair
with life. Let us love with praise
in our hearts for the Oneness of Infinite Life that hides behind form and makes
any loss an impossible illusion. Let us gratefully dance with another, as two feet directed by the dancer
that is the One Life. Let us not
cling to steps that have gone by, or seek to control what is to come. For the feet have no volition of their
own but serve instead the unfolding and spontaneous dance of life. Whether your love for another brings you together for a moment or a
lifetime, remember your true self as a being as vast as the cosmos dwelling in
timelessness. In the abandoning of
the self, obsession arises that seeks to repeat that which has been. Hold all in the cherishing brace of your love; that you may flourish in
its reciprocity and bask in the sense of belonging in your greater being. Nothing shall you seek when your presence of expansiveness is discovered
to be within all else. Then shall
your love gush forth without discrimination. All shall be acknowledged by you, the way the listener
delights in the dulcet notes of the nightingale’s song. Once the perfection lingering behind
the appearances is discovered, your love affair with life begins, yet it shall
ultimately reveal an even greater truth:
A love affair with life is a love affair with yourself.
Sing your heart song
Let it out
Be strong
Dissolve all illusion
Now it is gone.
Merge with the Infinite
Through beauty and grace.
The dance is slow
Entering into Divine fluidity
All of life is filled with new ability.
A new tone for all humanity
Angels walk among us, singing songs of praise
To the Infinite One, we dedicate our days.
In Unity and oneness – We embrace the new way.
Sing, sing your heart song.
Thank you
