Motives~

My motives seem so elusive,
mind so very shifty~

Convincing to the point of action.~

Reflection to uncover,
the reason for this pain~

Creator’s will so very simple,
“my” will brings grief and sorrow~

Illusion of choice, gifts to treasure
A rose still has its thorns~

Taste Beauty seed of creation
ignore the lie of separation~

Pray and seemingly receive answers,
ignore… and lie once more.

Give and be emptied~

To “merely me” I cannot offer,
the gifts I willingly give to an~other~

Too afraid to touch another’s heart,
too desperate not to~

Offering all that I Am
upon the altar of life.~

Accept or reject~?

A strong wing stirs my soul
and I am born anew~!

Just THIS~!

Satprem~

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Please… Do Not Forget~!

Do Not Forget Your Dreams~
Don’t let them be replaced by life’s normalcy~
Don’t cover them up with priorities~
Don’t hide them in fear or unworthiness~
Don’t allow your heart felt dreams to rot
from lack of attention, or the belief
that you cannot achieve them~
Your dreams are the only things that can fill
your hungry heart, feed your aching soul~
To stop dreaming is to resign yourself
to a living Death~ 
Do Not Forget Your Dreams~!!!

Satprem~

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Filters~

Eloquence and dissidence
merge as one in my defense~

Open eyed, too blind to see,
the root of my Divinity~

The sleepers shuffle in the dark,
searching for their hidden spark~

Eyes turned out, they do not see,
the now that owns reality~

Proving ground for all their fears,
magnets for pain, for death and tears~

Forgetful drones can’t own their light,
caress their souls which shine so bright~

The deepest dreamers feel the blade,
the thorns of all their choices made~

Awakened ones doth feel the weight,
with perfect footsteps to their fate~

Filters for the worlds dark hate,
they hold the key to heaven’s gate~

Satprem~

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Ships of Love~

Borders crossed, paradigms shift,
ships of consistency run adrift~

Nowhere to grasp a note is found,
all ships save Love have have run aground~

Wishing to change the past’s dark season,
missing the moment, forgetting the reason~

Regret and remorse lay waste the chance
to mount this moment’s perfect dance~

That which confronts thee, here and now
will deluge the questions of why and how~

When you are lost in mind’s dark sections,
a hug or kind word will answer all questions~

Satprem~

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Waves~

Words that pour like molten bliss,
sweet my muse’s tender kiss~

Joy that flows without a reason,
life springs forth despite the season~

Reasons fall like springs soft rain,
just Being is the prize I gain~

The path to nowhere leads me here,
and in this moment, finds no fear~

Dropping into waves of power,
I find within, my finest hour~

All I treasure, taste and see,
mirrors the love I’ve found in Thee~

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Satprem~

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Spiritual Sun~

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All vain and splendorous searchings reveal not the simple truth~
Hell uncovers the heart’s desire as pain endows the seekers toil
with rhythmic grace and turbulent bliss~
Knowledge mutes the simple truth….Within~
Experience marks the path of grace,
mind and time, each other’s master.~
Spinning webs of shadowed fate we march our animal shells
to the tune of survival’s melodic mumbo jumbo~
Forgetting only to re-member that which raised a Spiritual Sun,
that which has never NOT been ….Within~
Light, as darkness’s twin, births communion, duality conjoined…
interdependent…. inseparable ~
In breath out….out breath in,
lives un~spun, spin once again~

Satprem~

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ONE PATH~!

Today is a good day to *see* that what we so easily deem “lower” energies or frequencies are merely ships which so gracefully carry us to the shores of the ONE truth~ A shore that “we” never departed from in the first place~ We will only return to what are being called “lower” forms of energy if we hold Anything as *Higher*. It is the mind’s very nature to do so, that it may experience this plane of existence in all of it’s texture, color, depth and exquisite manifestation ~ Only the mind can divide, compare… separate and judge~ Who we Truly Are has no opinion or preference in regard to the appearance and the seeming “Play” of opposites~
When *seen* through the quantum lens, there are only faster and slower, not higher or lower speeds of vibration or energy and even *seeing* THAT would imply and “experienc~er” and a witness to the experience~
What is called our Original ^state^ of essence has no capacity for dual comparisons, dwells Not in beginnings and ends, nor *sees* high, low, good or bad, for it Knows beyond knowing that the pathless path actually is No path and All paths simultaneously ~ Seemingly trading one’s Iron chains of hatred judgment, anger & self-condemnation for the Golden chains of what is deemed Spiritual or Higher vibration only gives credence and Power to the illusion of separation~
The “weariness” that is indeed experienced in the body/mind organism, is caused by the vain attempt to hold separately in consciousness, that which cannot be separated and exists Only as thought form in a mind which IS dual in nature~
By virtue of creating a mental construct of good, bad, right or wrong, what immediately manifests in the “appearance’ is its polar opposite~
Avoidance of what is seen as Lower and attempting to create what is seen as Higher, AS a Goal to Aspire towards, only gives power to an illusion that there are Two Paths… and there IS Only One~

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Satprem~

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Relax~Trust~

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Cling not to passing forms for all “things” will come and go~
Simply allow life to live itself by noticing that it already does~
The intelligence which breathes your lungs,
beats your heart and divides your cells
needs not your cooperation to do so,
nor relies upon your agreement to create your life~
If there is something to relax into,
it would be to trust what is occurring without your
“personal” involvement, permission or most times without “you” noticing~
This is the ever~changing, always moving ~flow~This is who you *Are*~


Satprem~

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Good Morning Beloveds~

The sun is just now peeking over the horizon, casting its warm rays onto the rocky mountains and coloring the clouds in a soft velvety amber glow~
Just sitting on the porch with my eyes closed and giving thanks for this moment and for all of the opportunities there are for me to Love and Live to receive and to give~ 
Feeling Blessed that no matter what transpires in the “appearance” that my ToDo and my ToBe list never changes~
The tree outside of our front door is budding so beautifully and just exuding Life’s Loving re-emergence in the sweet cyclical dance of creation~
The morning birdsong awakens my heart to the deeper knowing that all is exactly as it should be as we float gently through breath in each precious moment~
This exquisite Grand Design has no requirement and needs no resume of deeds done yesterday~
It simply and beautifully unfolds its wings and flies into the skies of opportunity~ 
So many opportunities to Love, to give myself completely away to Its path of peace, its guiding force which turns the great wheel of life so very perfectly, with or without my permission or participation~
The birds and the trees do not carry their yesterday’s into their today’s and dwell not in “should haves” and “could haves”~
They simply and quietly await Love’s profound and perfect impulse to Open more and more to the Love that IS~
To take wing and soar in celebration, singing sweet songs of nature’s consummate and meticulous marvel of symphonic triumph~
Born out of the silence which contains all sound and returning to that container of quietude,
I await the instructions always given when mind and heart are resting in the lap of Love~
The mission Never Changes, though the manifestation constantly shifts~ 
Always knowing that there will be innumerable opportunities to Love Once Again,
My self, My Beautiful Human Family and all of Creation~

Ahhhhhh~~ Good Morning World~ Good Morning Beloved Life~Good Morning Beloveds~

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Satprem~

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Life Is a Verb~~

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Life happened on the day my first child was born
and on the day when my sweet child died~

It happened as I was wrapped in my lover’s arms
and again when she left and I cried~

Life happened one morning while riding my bike,
one evening while sipping some tea~

It happened when I was changing a diaper
when I looked in your eyes and saw me~

Life happened one day while washing the dishes
and once again sitting next to the river~

It happens when I feel selfishly alone
and when I am *seen* as a giver~

Life happens when I feel locked in a prison
and when my soul seems to break free~

By chance it keeps happening despite what *I* do,
so I think that I’ll just let it be~

Satprem~

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