The epic journey that never ends... Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Regardless of your philosophy on life, your religious inclinations or adherence to scientific quantum theory, at the end of the breath “you” are still the only witness left standing.

We would likely all concur that most of who we are has been picked up along the way, some aspects we cling to with warrior like persistence while others we are quickly willing to dismiss.  There are other traits and beliefs which serve us from time to time and are dropped or forgotten depending on whether they provide the illusion of security or not.  Such is the epic journey of life.

But when you rise from your slumber each morning and look into the crystal clarity of the mirror who do you see?  And who is doing the looking?

The truth can never be absorbed for it’s presence appears only when the sponge is absent so the venerable task before us is to slip out the back door and allow the breeze to blow through the house without impedance.  There is no other way to discover your true essence than to let go of all the accoutrements thereby observing the fact without any prejudice at all.  No easy task but simple indeed.

If you can give up all degrees of separation then this is where you will encounter the divine which rests peacefully in every thing that ever was or ever will be.  This is the sacred chamber of love and nothing can penetrate or harm you here because you have disappeared.

Some struggle to merely stay alive in a largely unjust world while others continue to heap upon themselves the smothering burden of their addictions to the outer.  There are an infinite number of ways to be misled, verdad.  Your only commitment is to the mystical union with the universe and this can never be accomplished from any particular point of view.  All such detours are indeed roadblocks on the highway of life and are constructed by us in order to slow us down.  Why?

 

When all the language has been silenced only the poetry of my love for you pours forth,

When all the meanderings of my mind have ceased only the fullness of my heart prevails.

And out of this provocative dimension blossoms forth an embrace that knows no end.

It is this exhilaration I feel whenever you touch my heart

With that special tenderness that melts away my fears,

Leaving me breathless, suspended in your arms ready to drink you in again.

 

I can hear the melody now, beckoning to me as the lyre and flute would do,

Transporting me beyond my cage directly to the source where everything meaningful abounds.

I can taste you too and am driven mad by your fragrance as I try to get closer to your nape,

Hungering and thirsting after you, never satisfied, always open to receiving more.

 

There was ne’er a monarch so regal as you and ne’er a more committed devotee as me,

We are the same, we are one, we are entwined through loin and spirit,

We are the same fabric and richness of the mysterious backdrop that goes on forever as the Milky Way.

And as I see our reflection blending in the sparkling dew I disappear once more with your emissary, the garden nymph,

Uplifted, energized and falling more deeply in love.

 

You are the answer to the puzzle that entertains us all,

You are the deliverance from all the perils we have created,

You are the sacred ambrosia that sweetens everything,

And I am ready to receive your enlightened benediction once again, right now... and now... and now...

 

Mil gracias, forever in the flow of your romantic juice,

 

Dr. John