Complete Freedom

Complete Freedom

Everything I say…everything I am… Disappears, flows down the River…. let it Flow. I would love to now listen to the waterfall. To listen to the breaking ice, and the waterfall, in the spring. Without a car to worry about, without plants or animals that I keep and call my own. Yet here in the spring, teeming life comes to birthing without my action, without my interference, and for everyone’s enjoyment. I do a little work and pay a few bills to maintain a lifespan, Nothing is mine. What is, slips through fingers that are not mine. And after my walk with your beauty in me, lay me down, by the River. Do not pray over my body, listen to the water run. And sing your life from your soul. In complete freedom.

Reaching God

Imagine by the time you reach God, she’s just been one step ahead of you going through all the same shit to make easier for you, and one step behind you taking all the shit you cause. So when you meet Her, you realize that everyone you judged as causing you shit is God, and everyone you caused shit to is God. And she’s the one that saved your ass all those times. And the one you didn’t treat well. So you’re on your knees and will accept any punishment, but She turns and says. Hey Friend, I’m really sorry about all that shit I caused you from the beginning. And you kiss and make up.

Pure Soul

I am this free pure spirit

Following my purpose

Attracted by the light of human love

I entered this life by that conception

And whatever I have needed was granted me

When I was cold, I found warmth

In confusion, answers came

I gained illusions and was stripped of them

In disillusionment I found myself again

As soon as the way became too difficult

My burden was eased

When subjected to the unqualified measures

Of culture and society


Solitude has freed me

And Love showed mercy

In those who accepted radically

Let me walk away from the stories

Accumulated by the age of forty

And come here again in purity

Abiding love and one integrity

I would come to you always like this

But the hardest painful thing

Owes its sting to that loving origin

Broken open heart, spirit death

No more am I than you who sees

Your eyes awake in me

And so I come to you like this

Pure soul


Anutarra Samyak Sambodhi SatNam


Only the highest perfection of wisdom fulfills the soul’s journey to union in God as truth, and we are capable of this. And it is necessary. Your own enlightenment is necessitated by confronting the reality of this time. From which much will fall, karmas will arise, that which has been feared will arise, conflict will arise, cracks in the foundation seen, and the old house will be torn down. But finally the true Earth will be seen again. In unity. And it is no longer about self-realization, it is about realization of all our relations. Because that Garden of light, air, water, space, pure love, dignity and freedom needs to be wide, and we humans otherwise take up a lot of that room with our small me talk. So talk about it, talk about climate change, about injustice, war, and deep suffering, about trauma, about your own inner crisis, about mental illness mythology, about love, about shamans, masters and enlightened evolution, post-modern science and physics, nonduality, dmt reality, conscientious elevation, about magic, about movements, about a medicine circle, and about transcendence. Break it open. Know that the Garden is here, time and space and direction is relative, and we may re-enter it in our own time, but if no one else is there, one must return into this darkness and all and any realms, and live in this underworld of criminal dishonesty that is the colonial global empire. We are then to become fearless in it, and speak truth in love so that we can we be liberated and be able to see beyond the veils. But when we are not ourselves, and do not have courage to be true, we create harm even though we are ignorant of it. I am no longer who I appeared to be, I am myself and facing the karmas of our characterization and mythology of the self as separate, and I am neither dead nor alive. I am like a seed that becomes a tree, like a river that becomes a cloud, like a drop that becomes thin air. You only see yourself, then you die, if you see all our relations, you live forever and come back in the Garden. Mashallah. And this is what I have seen and been guided to.


Climate change in a nutshell

The ignorant feed the weather which confronts the powerful to make a choice. We are the powerful.



Ears master sound

Eyes master sight

Body masters light energy and form

Mind masters emptiness

And I master my Self



We didn’t fall in love,

we fell into it

from above

and this planet

Eden’s gate

to the wild


inner outer



Inner Power

The way to build and maintain inner personal power is through the healthy and regular exercise of that power. It is not a matter of expression or impression per se. This is an exercise of intimacy with one’s own power from the inside out, and identifying with power from within, and even watching your outer self get tossed around on waves while it explores the ocean.This is a power inner, not a power over others. The worry over ‘giving one’s power away’ does not make sense to one with inner power. Empower others by strengthening resolve toward common liberation. When you give power, you still have it. It is like this. “He who receives ideas from me, receives instruction himself without lessening mine; as he who lights his taper at mine receives light without darkening me” (T. Jefferson). To regularly exercise my inner power is to be the one with the light and make it available for the empowerment of others. To not do so, is to not give my light. And there are times to incubate this, and times to reveal it.

 Beautiful Tragedy of Longing

This great tragedy that I live
that brings such deep sadness, a great longing, heartbreak
Is to know the taste of pure love
And to live in this world like a thirsty wanderer
Willing to drink anything
And see us kill over it
because of who we think we are
Heaven is this kingdom within,
and it nigh here on earth
And I have seen it
I have walked in the Garden
These have always been here
And always will

Someone asked me to hear
from beyond the door
what kind words might be said
about me after I’m gone
But I am thoroughly and completely disillusioned
with any thought of my image
and disinterested in what others think of me
I only want that knowing embrace
that love that doesn’t care
Everything else about me
is insignificant, and unavoidable

If we could understand the grace of God
and we were truly honest and thorough
with ourselves
we would be completely humbled
and we would know there is nothing we can say
that makes any difference
other than giving forgiveness,
and asking for it
for ever creating
propaganda about ourselves and others
and if you haven’t seen within like that
you will leave here still angry at someone,
still you will have to return to find out how to be them

If people could see this
There would be peace on earth
no one would be hungry or poor
each nation would bless each nation
and rather than praise or blame
we would sit in that place together
in serene and holy silence
praising the one who brought every last one here
and brings us all home


The alchemy of suffering.

A human being has a general need to be seen, heard, loved. To see someone in the light of love is how to truly see a person. When I am being seen as worthy together with the difficulties I am having, the meaning of those difficulties changes. I am seeing that my basic goodness and qualities of being human have been obscured for a while, and I have been thinking that I am not worthy, and now I am getting a different picture of greater truth, a bigger picture, in which I see that I am not the problem, I face difficulties. In that light of worthiness , I do not perceive myself as ‘suffering’ anymore. I perceive myself as going deeply at life, as taking on risk and challenge in order to bring light, like a hobbit going to mordor, I am small and vulnerable, but heroic because I have accepted my mission. So my qualities being seen in the light of love, accepted for who I am, and how I am right now, and celebrated too, since generosity, gentleness, kindness, wisdom may now come from these same qualities. This is something quite different. And my perception of the physical sensations I am experiencing might change, as someone worthy of nurture, of rest, of care, I might receive that too. Like a hobbit at Rivendell. There I would perceive my sensations as healing. Such a light of love, transforms one’s experience on all levels. So we learn to see ourselves and others in such a way. We pave the way to the liberation and enlightenment of all beings. We fulfill missions. We don’t even know how, we are like a bee in the honeycomb. We don’t always see that honeycomb forming, or know how nature knows how to create it, one day we might see that, and today we just bring the honey.

Deeper,  Wiser

deeper, wiser, more beautiful, your heart opens wider each day, each moment. in this quiet way of your humble working. the snow falls, no one sees you but you know who you are, like light that walks in light.



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