The direct path
In the void soul takes a consciousness leap
but to get there we must leave mind behind, whence in staid stillness thus, we go in deep, becoming over time, divine aligned. Love the litmus test for thought, word and deed, which when ingrained, soul’s from ego unchained, then we live as of need, not as of greed, heart pure like snow, no longer by lust stained. The choice to be as such depends on us and this is where free will comes into play because we must choose to board God’s love bus, holding firm our focus that tends to sway. Ramana’s inquiry was ‘who am I?’ ~ Let’s discover the truth before we die Let’s discover the truth before we die, since there’s no solace in the holy book, for how can we be sure if scriptures lie and true meaning of the texts monks mistook? If God’s omnipresent, He must be here and so we must feel him deep in our bones but all that we sense is deep angst and fear, seeing body decay, which ego owns. The question then is, how should we begin, other than entering the void of space, hoping emptiness will cleanse our soul’s sin, that magically we imbibe God’s grace? Bowing our head to sages who awoke ~ First things first; head and heart with love we yoke First things first; head and heart with love we yoke, for each life breath, thanking God very much and cravings of ego, ceasing to stroke, simply by relinquishing thought flow crutch. Material to the ethereal is the shift of our consciousness required, that in direct sight we see what’s real, which means head and heart need to be rewired. We’re told body dies but our soul lives on, so let’s serve soul and not this feeble form, thus outcomes any, as we choose to yawn, we become nonchalant in every storm. Reworded, we dwell in the vibrant void ~ We’re no longer by lower mind decoyed We’re no longer by lower mind decoyed and have discovered how God-search to start, that pristine presence pure and unalloyed, in time dissolved silence, shifts to the heart. We seek nothing yet all is enabled, in as magnetism is activated, since no agenda is by us tabled and wayward ego now decimated. We do nothing yet all doings are done but either focus on soul, not on ego and we soon see all existence as one, as clear wisdom which we directly know. Throb of Holy Spirit in heart rises ~ Bliss activation brings new surprises Bliss activation brings new surprises, revealing we are spirit, not this form, so doing what soul’s muse so advises, with laws of God we begin to conform. Universal consciousness is our guide and since we’ve dropped each conditioned belief, without fear in the void we wingless glide, even though our sojourn on earth is brief. Poised as formless awareness Self-aware, we become that we had set out to seek, without effort by choosing to outstare ego, and dancing with love, cheek to cheek. In timeless cessation, coming undone ~ Polarities unite, all becomes one Polarities unite, all becomes one, which is to say we return to the source, shining as the light of the central sun, accomplished without any use of force. Recognising we are God’s living light, feeling complete, head to toe bliss replete, we yet see we’ve barely commenced our flight, being still bereft of agape love’s tweet. We descend to ascend that soul may learn, how love, wisdom and power are instilled, for which on earth as we willingly burn, we become the flame, as God Himself willed. As we can see, ego is the blockage ~ Now’s the time dear heart, to turn a new page Now’s the time dear heart, to turn a new page, simply by turning attention inward, quelling fires of desire that in heart rage, rejecting cravings of ego wayward. No sooner we so choose without excuse, Holy Spirit pervades each cell of form and love and light becomes our soul’s sole muse, engulfing us in love’s benign bliss storm. Ceasing to size as we so vaporise, we find the universe is within us and as this clear knowing we realise, vagaries of life no longer nonplus. Body rests, mind dreams, thoughts cease in deep sleep ~ In the void soul takes a consciousness leap Crown of Sonnets |
Now or never
Our shape shifting soul has been to earth before
but though we’ve embraced both kings and the disgraced, we know not who we are, so seek an encore, until ego defaced, we’re by God’s touch graced. Attached to body-mind, we’re bemused by thought, dwelling not in tranquil silence as we ought, so this time around, we choose not to be bound and instead go in, treading on holy ground. Rispetto |
Jump the queue
A creative urge arises
It’s origin to us unknown Grace in-pours through heart’s open door Ushering blissful surprises Focus peaks, rose in bloom full blown Spoken of in awe in folklore Divine ignition continues It’s renewal continual Where we’re a humble receptor Witnessing how rapture renews Here and now, in life’s pulse dual Bliss piercing each body vector As we burn in mind-body urn Our soul thus ascends, out of turn Hybronnet |
Oblivious to reality
Each living in their private world,
into which no one can enter, within the cave of their heart curled, are driven by thoughts that canter but when flag of love is unfurled, they recognise soul’s true centre. Look at souls living by instinct, fuelled by both desire and fear, their head and heart not with love inked, thus blocking God from drawing near, until they are by angels winked, which happens when truth is held dear. In this lucid dream, what’s real, save love’s touch and bliss beat’s appeal? Hybronnet |
Have patience dear
Almost but not quite, we pause
within stillness, that the cause of our soul’s stooped stance be known betwixt bliss beats, now full blown. Ego’s dead, we’re by love led and head and heart have both wed but there’s yet a missing link; a light strobe missed, when we blink. The forces that empower, as love, wisdom and power, need to entwine and align, if we’d cross the finish line. To this end, our will we bend, breath by breath slowly ascend, in sync with the universe, without the need to rehearse. Let’s grasp this moment offered and God’s hand in heart proffered, agreeing to vaporise, that the truth we realise. Jueju |
How I met God
attention internalised
thought flow rested my heart was at peace though earth life tested I became a witness motionless in vast space doing nothing thus I invoked God’s grace fears and desires ebbed bliss magnetism was activated no demons then remained needing to be placated one night in vibrant stillness debts of love were recalled seeing misdeeds of my past I was repentant and appalled at that moment God appeared in light soft white yet bright He erased past transgressions and said it is alright God then gently held my hand and said be joyous on this earth live out your life span in peace with heart bubbling in mirth He revealed we too are as He made in His image ~ living light earth is a school to grow in wisdom love taking us on a wingless flight such was my encounter with God He reveals Himself when it is time however we always hear His voice betwixt love’s bliss beat chime |
Whispers from the void
How may we share ethereal sights we see,
such as for example, flickering of space, revealing light from heaven that set’s soul free? How may we transmit bliss imbibed by God’s grace, transmuting each cell of form that we may be by day and night transfixed in divine embrace? Pastors preach, scriptures teach but truth’s out of reach. When will walls of delusion, souls choose to breech? Ottava Rima |
Congratulations are premature
“We are almost there but not quite ~
Not yet graced with spherical sight” ~ quote by poet Intermediate truths whence known, in as seen because we have been to subtler realms denied to most, but it’s not yet wisdom full blown, since karmic slate is not wiped clean, last mile to heaven, yet to coast. Wisdom downloads and divine light are offerings of grace imbibed and perhaps we have pierced the void but we have not garnered clear sight, though cravings of ego have died, soul’s not yet pure and unalloyed. Allow bliss mists to make ingress, without self-appraising progress. Hybronnet |
Awaken
By force divine we are acted upon,
optimised for swift ascent of our soul, wherein each life breath ushers a new dawn, fulfilling beauteously our life role. With the table laid for joy readymade, there then is nothing that we need to do, because God Himself hastens to our aid, provided our heart’s pure like morning dew. Life’s a maze that continues to amaze, where if we stagnate nowhere, self-aware, simply pausing to turn inward our gaze, poised in silence, with love and light we pair. Recognising we’re soul indwelling form, we become the centre of love’s bliss storm. Sonnet |
Lost in your eyes
Your love’s a mist, which I cannot resist
and when you are near my heart’s free from fear, there remaining for me no to do list, as I let magic you weave, life course steer. Your touch has connected me with my soul, expanding my aura, merged with your own, that thus divine entwined, blissful and whole, into heaven’s pastures, we both have flown. What matter labels, twin flame or soul mate, for when we hold hands, space and time dissolves, so perhaps it is as ordained by fate, that around your spirit, my heart revolves. Betwixt love’s tweet rises magnetic heat; you are the one who makes me feel complete. Sonnet |
| All times are GMT. The time now is 01:06 PM. |
Powered by vBulletin
Copyright ©2000 - 2025, Jelsoft Enterprises Ltd.
(c) Spiritual Forums