moments of observation

Could we open an intimate conversation Without fear or resistance To reflect, to unfold, to accept and let go To let our life become a vast, boundless and abundant place to meet truth, love and peace, moment to moment. Could we look into each other’s soul and before calling another “You” before blame and guilt…

Life, my soulmate

Life is here. Do not go out to find it. Do not over think it. Just feeling it right this moment. It unveils vulnerability of your human skin, like a gentle breeze of spring night over the moonlight. Sorrow and pain of growing out of condition is a freedom entering your heart. Feel everything. You…

Surrendering

Real surrendering is a full heart offering of what feels like a valuable, belonging, even fear and suffering can be masked by mind to hold on illusion Perhaps safety, comfort, relations, role we play, what we desire, even freedom This is the stage persona needs to dissolve in Truth. All layers of self need to…

Collective Ascension & Death

We grow up believing our death comes when body dies. Across the world, different religions, traditions, spiritual systems each have their ceremonial burial process. We trust this knowing and except texts written on return of Christ, they are no other evidence that any human returns to land of living after death. I wonder if this…

I died and life began.

My poems are written in spontenous moments of joy, agony, awareness, expansion. I do not edit or change them after birth. They carry the pure intention of loving all there is, in present. This is one of them, after a huge transformation, just returned to uk with no money and place to stay from San…

Mystery!

Life language is silence, Stillness of mountains, hum of hummingbirds, waves of ocean, dance of tree leaves with morning breeze. Life is a daily ritual a worship around the silent One. Our togetherness in form, humans, star walkers, Earth tribes and awaken souls, they are all dreams of the dreamer. Illusion within illusion, unveiling by…