when we awaken to stillness

when we awaken to stillness

we live in every wisp 

of a willow
in every sound 

of a fluttering bird
in every splash 

of a flying fish
in every twinkling 

of a distant
so near star
all is us  

all is good
we are the love 

that is all.
 

michael

i tingle

  i tingle

in my solitude... 

with warm acceptance 

and recognition... 

this is my home... 

i am welcome... 

i am free... 

i am open to the wisdom within... 

as i sit in stillness...

all is revealed...

i joy in its presence....

michael

i am home

i am home

my eyes close
yet i see the morn...
hear the singing bird
see it flying by...
the grass is wet...
the vines crawl
upon the walls
the trees feel the wind
and touch the sky
and sense the flow and joy
of all about....
there is no me...
there is no center...
nothing but
the whispering of all
as it passes by
imagination...

michael

my world so bright...

my world so bright...

there is no night...
i see with singular eye...
clouds roll by...
unhindering my sight...
love all i see...
beliefs dissolved...
gone the blight
they used to bring...

michael

Long Journey,Sweet Destiny

sweet destiny on this long journey

i choose to take

its not the destination

but the path, i choose to take

for it is one of spirituality

some thing that builds

the "oneness of self"

Long Journey, Sweet Destiny

to sit here silently,in the solitude

i look into,seek the vastness of self

for i bask in the light

the simple joy that beholds me

to be content in the simple things

that show a correlation of how

all in this world is one & the same

and i am part of this

Long Journey,Sweet Destiny

the stars,the moon,the sky

the birds,trees, sweet day break

the sweet fragrance of

summers last days

evoke memories of my childhood

countless eons ago

and here i am enjoying

all of this

Long Journey,Sweet Destiny

for the search with in

the vastness of self

bares much  to unveil

for i possess a gift

which is the eternal

everlasting love

that i give freely

to all i encounter

for this is me

simple

revealed to you this day

Long Journey,Sweet Destiny

patrick o'regan 

i am home

BLENDING THE SENSES

jeshua energies said...

i am home my eyes close yet i see the morn... hear the singing bird see it flying by... the grass is wet... the vines crawl upon the walls the trees feel the wind and touch the sky and sense the flow and joy of all about.... there is no me... there is no center... nothing but the whispering of all as it passes by imagination... michael

 

 

The Passion and Power of Love

                The Passion and Power of Love

 

She (God) Comes To Me In Waves

She (God) comes to me in waves

yet like the sea itself

Her (God's) salt is in me always.

She (God) comes for me

Her body convulsing,

wanting my presence

inside of Her

as if I were really someone.

I know, at times,

She (God) holds me at arm's length

just to look at me,

I know She likes

to play the game of two

but

when She (God) comes for me

like a wave of myself

I feel the crest

of this world

topple

into Her.

~ Eric Ashford ~

Pain Unbearable

Pain Unbearable

i ask "how can i survive 

with pain unbearable?"

of course you
can live, survive
in a world where eating
sleeping, pieing
seem so real
a world of pain 
and suffering
a place to prove
you have been
parted from love

the point is
can you know
that Love
has never left
it wills not to come
in little steps
but to rush with force
to clear away
the false identity held
to prove you are deserving
of the hurt which pins
you to your separate self


michael

No Stain of Sin Remains

No Stain of Sin Remains...

cancer came and went
leaving not a trace...
now feeling but
the strength of love
throughout my world...
watching all unlike
love deleting from
life's pictures...
like white rain falling
dissolving past mistakes...
pictures taken
now unwanted...
cropping remaining photos...
eliminating extraneous sights...
focusing upon the love
that shines so bright...
pictures of abundance,
strength, delight
remain and all is right
with my world...
no stain of sin remains...

michael

"There is no order of difficulty in miracles. One is not "harder" or
"bigger" than another. They are all the same. All expressions of love are
maximal." (T-1.I.1)

Awakening in Stillness...

Awakening in Stillness...

every wisp
of a willow...
every sound
of a fluttering bird...
every splash
of a flying fish...
every twinkling
of a distant
yet so near star...
awakens me...
in my listening
silence of all else
overcoming me
with love...
love shared with all
without the sound,
without the word...
just the being...
just the hearing
each nature's call
saying
i'm here for all
that is all...

michael

God Could Not Have Made a World

God Could Not Have Made a World

that lives in mind believing
separation as real...
God lives wholly complete
duality a place
where opposites meet...
God unchangeable
not adding, not subtracting
not dividing, multiplying. ..
duality constantly in flux...
God consciously creating
like himself...no luck
a world reflecting only love
a world that works for all...
with mind that knows itself
as creator and created all...
a mind
that consciously extends
it's love to itself as all...
receiving love back
from all as one...
this is the real world...
not a place apart
but wholly in
our sacred heart...
a world where
only God exists
as love revealed
without a miss

michael

poker

Poker

betting based on cards

hoping to show…

unwanted cards appear

often confounding mind…

yet filling heart’s intention

seeing the need for allowing

what shows to be blessed…

discarding

all the expected rest…

my mind sees only illusion

not knowing what anything’s for…

allowing "not knowing"

allowing heart blessing

what fronts for me…

blessings may appear

as coming to the one blessing.

or not

when one really sees

playing poker

just a game

only a game

like all other games

we play in duality.

fun for a while

accepting all with a smile

knowing there Is no

winning/ losing

in the oneness of love.

michael

Witholding By One I Love

Witholding By One I Love

I feel you holding back

some wish you have

i feel it blocks my wish

sustaining love

disruptions enter uninvited

unspoken conflict unignited…

my wish to give you all

in knowing this

brings me all

is thwarted…

hiding your desire

will surely set conflict afire

or send us separate ways

neither is what my love

in truth longingly prays...

please oh please don’t live in lack

communication

our only way back

to abundance of our every wish...

spit it out!!!!

hear the music

love longs to hear…

I plead with you

don’t make me blue

confused and ill at ease

resulting in disease...

please tell me heart’s desire

before we both expire…

michael

I Feel Your Radiance

I Feel Your Radiance

shimmering, shinning and glowing
throughout my being
beaming with happiness as we
transmute our little selfs
into the radiant and brilliant
sacred heart of love
extending the bright luminous
luster of our souls
shining for all to receive through
the radiation of Love's presence
i love you soooo

michael

Jeshua thru denisa said:

THE FLOWER YOU ARE…

radiant…..colors of purple…pink…

aqua….magenta……

you are the heart

of THE HEART…

extended into duality

to bring radiance

to time…

extend your petals

to capture the gifts

of the early morning sun…

I will meet you there…

raise them into

my loving hands…

allow me to saturate their

expression…

if you would but allow it

they will be the perfect reflection

of my love for you

come

re-ceive ME now…

I AM

the voice of love….

denisa

deniseanew@aol.com

A MESSAGE FROM JESHUA LIVE TO LOVE

A MESSAGE FROM JESHUA

LIVE TO LOVE

(this message is free to share with anyone you feel guided to share it with…

there is no need to give the author credit……….for the author

is you…………….you have called this to yourself….)

great shifts are upon you now…

there is much, much light

coming from within you…

yes

You are the central sun…

the extender of love…

the giver of love’s expression

yes

you are that ONE…

this process you find yourself to be in

is one of letting go of the little self

to expand the true SELF…

yes

this is your purpose

this is what the ascension is all about…

letting go of the little self

you simply made in error

to support your belief

that you are not now

ONE WITH ME…

SO…..if this be so

and I KNOW THAT IT IS…

what must then take place

for you to once again

be home…be in heaven

even while you still find yourself

to be in a body???

what must take place

is the releasing of the

little self….

that one that judges, fears…

carries guilt…shame

and all the children of these

beliefs…….

you have created worlds upon worlds

from these beliefs…

yet none of them

none of them are true…

you are perfect and complete now…

so what must take place

to return home to your true state…

your being ness of eternal bliss

within the ONE MIND…???

a retraining of the mind…

yes, this is the only way

to retrain your mind

to “see only love”

this training…

the seeing “only love”

no matter what appears

in your perception

is what brings you home…

as gods expression in form

nothing can be outside “your love”

for god is but love

and you are that…

so what could exist

that could possibly be

“outside of your love”????

nothing….

all is "within you”

yes….

nothing exists outside of YOU…

your belief in a separate “I”

is what has kept you

in duality…

you ….you

are the very love that exists

within all things………

if you would but allow it

the retraining of the mind

is rather delightful…

think of it as a game..

oh, this one over there is angry

at me…

well, I choose to see only love

in this moment…

Father/Mother/ God that I AM

help me to see this in a new light…

as I see only love

love will reveal itself to me…

The Christ Mind

does not judge

it does not anger

it does not re-act

it simply abides in its bliss

knowing that all is perfect

that all is loves perfect expression

in that now moment…

thus

it does not create more worlds

birthed from the little self

who believes that what he sees in front of him

is the truth of things…

I say unto you

it is not…

nor has it ever been…

this day

open your 3^rd eye

the eye of the sacred heart

that we share as one…

if you would but see only love

in all things

I will come along

and clean the shadows that

have built up on your lenses

of sight…

I will wipe them clean

and begin to show you

the real world…

that world where only love exists…

yet

I cannot do this for you

you must be the one to choose for it…

so, begin with the retraining of the mind…

see only love

stand outside of your dream

and be the observer of the dance

of creation

that is here in service

to YOUR awakening…

yes

this is how loved you are

for when “you”

make the choice to see only love

all of creation becomes your servant…

all of creation

dances a new dance

just for you…

to bring you home

to the one true heart…

with that

I bid you adieu

from the one heart…

peace be with you always

JESHUA BEN JOSEPH

THRU

denisa

such blessings come

as i take your advice,
dear jeshua
each moment shows me the truth
of your words
thru denisa and others...
this is what i choose
of course...
to see but love in all
and know
it is but myself
i am seeing
i am sooo
in love with myself
as this fullest self
that pervades all

michael

New Now Experience

New Now Experience

remembrance of
perfect moments
witnessing within
the temporal
-eternity-

experiencing
the joy of heaven
while perceiving
-earth...

the single eye
centers us thru
the sacred heart...
seeing all as only
love...

the source fountain
of eternal love
bringing
a birthing of the
'new'

with each desire...
without
the thought of how...
or questioning the why
love's joy abounds

michael

yes, this is how i see it all...

we are being taken to a remembrance that we are not the voice

that speaks of anything less than perfect moments...

there can only be perfect nows, it has always been so....

simply our separated self that bought into a Temporary thought

where we find our self to be.............witnessing that temporary thought...

yet even within that thought, is the perfection, the love and the

light of home..............

to see with this inner eye is to create from the heart...

the other voice simply births unreality....

therefore, not only do we see only love so that peace radiates our energy field...

we see only love to birth "reality" eternally...

this is how we co create...................simply resting in our desire to experience

the real truth of who we are..............then allowing that love that we are

to birth it for us.....................taking no thought for myself........

simply allowing SELF to once again birth reality.............

this is the power of love..................

i am being taken to the basement even deeper............

every little thought that pops up birthed from fear or guilt is simply

that other voice that in truth has never existed..............

love you so

denisa

I Am

I Am

each and every sight
in which i can delight
the sounds as well
that melodiously swell
into my being of joy

consciously i create anew
with each and every view
with each and every song
calling you to come along
be with me
sing with me
we are one
emanating
from our sun
made to shine on all
without our need to call
its warming rays
grace all our days

michael

Don't Fight

Don't Fight

what ya' got
bless and send it....
love it a lot
it's on it' way
gone straight away

a bit of willingness
is what i say
allows wholeness
to win the day

what comes from separation
was never real
and never can your
suffering seal

michael

In Stillness

In Stillness

i find myself
allowing all
without attempts
to fix- to correct
symbols
sent my way

michael

I Am Unbound

I Am Unbound

i dream though my eyes are wide
i sleep though with feet i stride
looking all about with tears of pain
to find a place my home to claim
up i think i see my god
down i think is devil sod
idols all these wisps of smoke
bring me nothing till i'm feeling broke
and cry, "please help"
to who knows what i yelp
a voice within responds
with loving sounds
look not about but here within
you'll find the tools the game to win
the home you seek is You
enclosed in Love as was your Source
and in the time it takes to say 'no loss'
your Self is found
and all of you unbound

michael

Sting of Love

Sting of Love

always so clear
all is allowed
cause to do otherwise
makes something
different and apart
from something else
there are no teachers
there are no kings
there is no separation
we are all on one
string of Love

Morning Meditation on an Early Spring Day

Morning Meditation on an Early Spring Day

this morning the water in the lake
flows gently toward the closed end
it moves with grace and certainty
the geese park silently on the curve
red buds of early spring cautiously
open on the maple
sensing a promise
of embracing summer's bloom
a calm envelopes me
i feel the certainty of life
the contentment of being
the joy of love
i relish my participation
in the blooming of spring
the fullness of summer
the quiet repose of fall
the sleep of winter
i look again
the water flows
back to the river source

Michael

In the Arms of My Lover

In the Arms of My Lover

Feet so gingerly moving
but lead to where
I long to always be
In the arms of my lover.

With God as my lover,
All dankness disappears.
Together
We swim in water so pure
Each stoke and gulp
refreshes.

Leaving the water
yet taking its Source,
We rise with joy
and swing upon the stars
until all beauty immerses Us in light.

Oh, where is fear?
My former friend has gone.
He calls to me no more,
when in my Lover’s arms.

There We have but love
in store
for all We meet.


Michael

beloved ones....

beloved ones....

silence is with me.....

but i can share this......

i extend love.....

and meet (my own) inability to receive from another

i extend love....

and meet (my own) lack of gratitude from another

i extend love.....

and then experience contraction

bringing awareness to

the presence of belief

in un-love-ability...unworthiness....

silence tells me

there is nothing to do....

there is nothing to say....

there is no fear

in this place of silence

i hear .....

"simply be....

no thought....

simply be"

i am trusting...

all is perfect NOW

anne

subtle or gross

Subtle or Gross

pleasure/pain a lie
calling for man
to eventually die
as proof of
separation's reality
yet there can
be no fatality
since pleasure is pain
and pain is pleasure
with different name

in NOW

all is One
the game is done
we are home
no more alone

michael

Thought is Cause

Thought is Cause

The thought Ego,
a separate entity,
produced
a body lying,
a body crying,
a body dying.

Authorities of ancestors
use this body
to garment my soul
with rules of pleasure,
rules of pain,
longings for leisure
midst struggle and strain.

This garment of lies
is now unraveling.
The Light and Power
Of “I AM PRESENCE”
shines through cracks.
my being shouts,
“ No turning back!”.

New thought replaces
ego’s shrills.
At first a whisper.
then louder
and louder still,
revealing a will
i long have slighted,
animating long dying
forms with
cells of crystal lighted,
melting old authorities,
replacing them with Love.

Michael

-

The Use of Time

The Use of Time

Time to put away
child’s toys
They’ve had their play
Time to stop
talking about.
All talkings
had its day
Time to “let it be”
So we can see
That Time to love
Embraces
you and me

Time itself
Has passed away
No time to say
Time is no more!
Yet Love is ever near.
I love you,

Michael

Creation

Creation

the butterfly
within the chrysalis
lies hoping
patiently waiting
the time of rebirth
yet still bound
by programed
transformation
and false freedom
fluttering wings
may bring
creation has
no programing
no form expecting
allowing all without
the need of hope
just knowing
life eternally
unfolding in shapes
each new
bought from
nowhere
undetermined
of unknown hues

michael

All Is Process

All Is Process

in duality process
is seen as change
as one moves thru many forms
child
adolescent
adult
old age
and death
in Oneness process
is but creation manifesting
to reveal its abundances
no change
no death
and rebirth
but unending thought manifesting
as shimmering, vibrant light
playing and loving and swimming
in a sea of seamless
synchronicity

michael

The Dance of Life

The Dance of Life

spontaneous
synchronistic
syncopating
swinging
swirling
being with the beats
of the music and the
one across from me
sometimes touching
freely moving until
the music stops
only to await its
returning call
to move some more

michael

Written after reading Brian's beautifully inspiring words




http://dancing- in-the-heart. blogspot. com

Though I write specifically about dance you may notice that it is simply about the dance of life – but also to dance.
in Love's blessing
Brian

Reflections on the Spirit of Dance


Dance is movement - expressed in time and space - of that which moves - alive - within. Such inspiration can be simply and presently felt or discerned in a spirit of receptive trust.

Joy is known in freedom to feel. To be directly connected with what is present and be moved by it, is inherently liberating and also renewing : a process of revelation.

That which is ’Alive’ can not actually be mapped out or defined by concepts, and a concept based approach cannot find life, though concepts can be used in service of life.

But the spirit of life can be expressed in form by our allowing inspired life to move us . We can be as a channel or instrument through which life flows, and by this can we realise our own life in truth and not merely in concept.

Such relationship offers a glimpse of awakened vision from a habitual mentality of distracted attention. This always restores a wider perspective because peace is in it and we are guided wisely from a rested place.

In unrecognised ignorance as to what we are and what life is, we stumble in and out of a sense of life that tends to attempt balance between control and chaos. Yet each is merely the shadow of the other denied and both indicate a loss of centred calm perspective.

When dance expresses life directly, it is of the nature of art. This demonstrates and witnesses a living way or culture of bringing the divine into manifestation. We may speak of being touched, transported or even healed by such glimpses. They are revelation in that they are revealed rather than manufactured. They invite a bringing into awareness of what had hitherto been unknowingly obscured.

A dance is that is merely a mechanical representation, whether applied skillfully or not is artifice. In all areas of expression this is so, for the technicalities of form at best are a structure through which the spirit expresses. Innate Joy shines of itself and is always associated with true health.

The relationship of spirit and form is simple: form must be brought to serve spirit - or it will be found empty - like the ‘Emperor's New Clothes’. The experience of disconnection is like an armouring or masking over of that which is felt alive. It is a freezing into form - a contracting in distrust into defence.

Though one may endlessly debate what spirit is, the absence of that which inspires is undeniably shown in disharmony or conflict, depression or joylessness, and self-illusion and pervasive distrust.

My sense of a living path using music and dance is as a path of restoration to our freedom of expression in being, and these are also a simple language by which we share life. To share life is found by releasing the denial or withholding of worth and attention that our self judgements have set up, and allowing life to move through us.

In relationship engaged within and extended, we invite a shared inspiration by our willingness to join within a spirit of discernment rather than isolate by exercising judgements.
This is the simple process of growing trust and releasing obsolete defensiveness. Becoming simply present and available to the felt quality of now.

Only by joining in such a willingness in living presence are we re-membered. For whatever Being is - cannot really be alien to our true nature or external to what we simply are, but most of us are deeply habituated to identification with our collective and private thought and imagination and do not tend to be energetically alive in all that it is to be human - or indeed to simply joyfully Be.

Our human experience has largely become, de-facto, a realm arising from the attempt to apply or impose our will upon life. “I want it thus!”. In this we assert a strong sense of self but lose the dance in which our innate relatedness is lost to a sense of competing disparate parts. Such struggle can itself be engaged with passion - which may seem to give temporary meanings to meaninglessness - but this will tend to wear out, for it is a self defeating exercise. Relatedness remains the way things actually are - at the level of actuality : in aliveness - or spirit.

Allow that this cannot be understood merely in concept - but only in willingness for demonstration and participation. It is the heart that recognises truth and the thinking mind must follow and not lead. Those who share experience of the Living may find terms and languages in which to refer to such experience - but such terms are at best sketches or pointers to an immediacy of experience that is not really happening to a 'someone' - but which is a flow of being in which the experiencer is temporarily transparent to an awareness greater than the sense of a fenced off ‘self’.

Always one must gently or freely put aside the mentality that ‘thinks it knows’ - for this is always a fixity of the past in form. And we can listen or feel in some willingness for trust. Such a willingness is the practice which allows the discernment of Life within - the expression of which is not according to ‘my’ - or anyone else's - thinking’ - but is actually inspirational. It has the ring or shine of joy or life felt directly.

Opening to a context in which ‘what I am’ regains a true belonging - felt as part of Life rather than a separated ‘orphaned life’ played out in self commentary and self image. Regardless of presentation of appearances - it is this lost belonging that is at the root of our longings and desires.

It is a simple thing to express and share life energetically - yet we may make it anything but - and tend to require a process of experiential education that regains trust and self-honesty. For it is a breakdown of communication at the level of trust that gives rise to a mentality of ‘externalized’ or applied control upon oneself and life. And it is this mentality which attempts to mimic life’s expressions that inevitably block the experience of true innate joy - that is both found within - and automatically shares - in any instant of a heart free of fear.

silence enters

silence enters

as i close my eyes

i hear the ocean's roar

bringing with it

the power of the Eternal

the sun's warmth

is felt upon my skin

penetrating the outer layer

moving into the center of my being

the heat rising up from the earth

merges with the fresh scent

of a cool spring breeze

this gentle moment

speaks of Love's presence

and i experience

the most perfect Now

anne

Morning Meditation on an Early Spring Day

Morning Meditation on an Early Spring Day

this morning the water in the lake
flows gently toward the closed end
it moves with grace and certainty
the geese park silently on the curve
red buds of early spring cautiously
open on the maple
sensing a promise
of embracing summer's bloom
a calm envelopes me
i feel the certainty of life
the contentment of being
the joy of love
i relish my participation
in the blooming of spring
the fullness of summer
the quiet repose of fall
the sleep of winter
i look again
the water flows
back to the river source

Michael

Oh God, cleanse my soul of these false longings.

OH, CLEANSE MY SOUL!

I suffer from my own illusions
created to portray a false me.
Through my belief a world apart arises.
I show false me to this enabled world.

Saying, “Recognize me. Love me. Want me”,
forgetting that this world
is but my own reflection in a pool of light.

The light is real I see it not.
The light is me I know it not.

I long for the image of myself
to replace the sparkling light.

Oh God, cleanse my soul of these false longings.

Even in times of darkness
I see the ember of your love.
If I but turn and look.

This Flame of love that never fades
even when I stomp and strut apart.
Even when I turn my back.

I fear this ember
for I know
it will dissolve
reflected images I so adore.

I offer you this fear.
Oh cleans my soul !
Make it whole.
Dissolve illusions.
And fear is gone.

Michael

Words

Words

Words are things.
They can sting.
They can soothe.
They can laugh and sing.
They can cry.
They can be like the sun.
And do for the heart
what light can do for a field.

Tenderly, I now use them
Knowing one day we will part
with bliss into eternal wordlessness.

Michael

Who Is the Author of What I Write?

Who Is the Author of What I Write?

I can only say who it is not.

It is not the personality , called Michael.

It is not some separate Holy Spirit

Sent from God

In the world of words

Which have their spaces

Slightly can we find Truth’s traces.

Look between the words.

To wholly seamless places.

Look within your heart

Repairing what seems apart.

There, and only there can answers

To the authorship be found.

Only there can all the knots

Of wordedness become unbound

And gently move our separate souls

To love’s ecstatic swells.

Michael for us all