MUSIC

Music
You
It
Drives me frees me transcends and unlocks me from the deepest recesses of - flying high always further- gone, gone and bound by nothing but the resonance, being the dance. Deep pulsing sensations of the inner origins of my soul, funky vibrations of the resonating being of my world- music, you are the kiss of heaven on mind and heart’s receptive lips and the mouth is me and I eat you up as the most delectable aspect of living. Music- it is rhythm- of life.

I come to you, oh sweet one, to your temple. Arriving cold, tired, hungry, alone, weary- deep sadness weighing heavy in my heart; deep love waiting- wanting- yearning- to be unlocked and I find myself there- on your cold marble floor- unable to pick myself up again, unable again to rise- knowing only that I am home; this is where I rest. I find myself at your feet, oh blessed one, finding myself one more amongst the many- thirsty, tired and worn- regardless of my hours of practice, regardless of the seeming endlessness of my devotion- I, too, fall and I, too, look to your ever benevolent light for grace, for understanding, for compassion and strength.

There was a light in the distance in the eternal night, it shone forth and I followed it and it led me here. It was your light and once I had seen I knew it a light not to be ignored- you begged me on. The Great Sun had not set and the Great Sun had not risen. I was alone, afraid, wanting, though I had forgotten what it was to want and thought I was not like that. I was searching, yearning, thirsty and I found you. I came to you in the night, cold, hungry, tired, weary, and you soothed me, you comforted me. There in your temple I bathed myself in your fountains, washing away the layers of accumulated filth. I warmed myself by your fires where my body remembered what it was to rest again, a luxury often taken for granted. I drank of your libations and they drew me up, and made me whole again. I was alone and tired and you comforted me. You sent nighttime birds to sing songs and they sang-

Music, sweet music- it is the song and sound of my soul- laughter and heartache and vibrant aliveness- it is the reminder that you are always there- that we are always here- it is the intricate mind workings of inner fire workings always arriving at the same end all of be all points- the great and infinite one- it is the heart expanding ever expansive ocean of existence becoming the light of all being which it has always been, merely becoming again and again and again for that is the law of change- it is healing and reviving and nurturing and transforming and culminating and abiding forever and ever in the vastness of our beings. Magical water river flow- eternal mantra resounding om om om om om om chanting resonating the vastness in every corner of being. It is the mirror of the deepest and highest places of our spirits, souls and humanness-

Thusly, oh gracious one, you give me one task for such songs as you bring, you give me one mission for the gift of life awakened now in my being, which I see in all beings, great and small as the ever-ever lasting sun and am only now once again aware of it- yes, for all of this eternity of love which art thou- you ask one favor of me and this is not an exchange or a this for that but merely a prescribing- you ask me to do one thing and I cannot refuse for you have made your prescence known and trusted, I could never doubt such a love and so I place in my being that deep wish- the deep cause- that I too work for the great awakening- that all beings may be awakened, may all beings be happy, may all beings be free of suffering and I cultivate and nurture this being that it may be a vessel for such understanding and a channel for such love and I ask you: watch over us.

And you take me, again, and sing songs…

I ask you if you have ever heard so beautiful a and you smile. I ask you if you have tasted so sweet as and you smile. I ask you if you have seen such before and you smile and I ask you if you have felt like this before and you smile. I ask you if you have ever smelled so sweet a and you smile. You smile eternally. You look at me with eyes of ancient eternities all culminating in the moment in a smile. And in reply-

You sing.

Music music- song of eternal blessings raining down from beyond all being- great gift of the greatest gift- the great beyond the gift being love- I am the song eternal sings the holy chord- only love. I am the ever being and I am never above or below or in the middle or even after or before- only love. I am only now. I am only love. Come- dance with me.

I love- I trust- I take your hand or you take mine and there is a surrendering- a slight breeze of resonance comes by and, playfully, it sweeps us off our feet as we let go and see, realize what it is all for: the why are we here, why is this happening- the song of reasoning- to enjoy, to awaken to the one, to be one- I am one eternal being, the voice says softly and I feel it in every cell and bit of my bone and blood and brain and heart. I- this I- this golden chord of life- this space which is not limited by the confines of skin and bone or concepts of time and space- this I- I am- the I am- the eternal- and it is not I- it is only the ever been- the one being and we all are that being- wake up my friends- why are you sleeping? Why are you dreaming of tomorrows futures? Why do you look to the past for a way out or far off into outer space for answers that lie right in front of you? It is all inside of you- it is forever here- wake up, my friends, my lovers, my sisters, my brothers- we are-

You are the one eternal being and we all are-

This is the one eternal wish- that all beings be awakened to the realization of enlightenment mind- experiencing the one soul and golden chord om- the base and height and vibration of all being- music sound song chorale- golden tone being the great and sacred freedom song releasing you and I and all from the chains of mind- from time and space dimension into all being dimension- but we still come back to play, cause we love this dance and we’re not finished yet- still more minds o awaken, hearts to turn on, loves to ignite and spirits still to take flight entering into the miracle of being one- one place at one time at all times- right timing and right truth and right being and right seeing and right acting and right touching and right intention in all things comes out to make such a beautiful song.

I lay down at your feet, my one and only true love. I prostrate before you. I make offerings to your divine prescience in my life- I light candles and offer water and wine– I light incense and sweep the floor and keep holy the space for you, oh divine guest. I make myself sane so as to be able to relate, so that when we sit down at this, the table of tables, I can look to you, eye to eye, and understand what you are saying, what you are teaching. I look at you and see the clarity I aspire to. I look at you and see the love I dream of becoming. I look and see, in you, in your being, in the vast resonances of your eternal nature, the nature that is also my own and is the birthright of all beings and this vision gives me strength for the times when I can’t feel it but know it- for when I don’t know it but sense it, for when I forget entirely and know only that I am going through the Tunnels again and when I emerge, there will you be, again, the sacred friend, the eternal lover, mother of all beings, welcoming me home, again and again and again.

So go, you say, go and love and serve the world and one another in the name of love- it is boundless. It can not be taught or bought or sold; only experienced. Blessed are those who experience this love and wisdom. Blessed are they who allow others to experience this through themselves and offer their I’s up for such a love.

Go and love and serve one another in the name of all love and all that is sacred and all that is my name for my name is all things- I am the rock and I am the tree- I am the birdsong and cricket song and dog song and dog star- I am the earth and it’s rivers. I am oceans of being. I am the eternal all one god love. Truly I say to you oh children of the sun and of the moon- this is the greatest feeling to ever know- this is the song of all being and only song to ever sing- this arising- this bringing yourself home- you did it you do it and you do it for all- truly this is the reason for living.

As you open doors, so shall doors be opened to you. As you come to know the way of life- the great and sacred Tao, the rhythm of existence and it’s dance, so shall the way in which you walk down the road, talk to another soul, hold your hands in mudras you don’t even consciously know, reflect this way- it will be reflected in the way you address another, in the way your eyes greet a stranger, in the way you react when you sense danger- this love and wisdom- and in this way you will be a teacher of me.

Yes, become the mirror- not another projected hallucination but the reason for which people sing- for they sing not because of you- and they might never even recognize you, see you, believe you if you told them, but be that channel- be that light and watch those around you light up just the same. Your prescence will initiate life in even the darkest of recesses. You are the one holy home- a temple- a cathedral- a sacristy- the om is your heart, your communion, your life, and I will never give you rise to see anything otherwise- anything else is just another story of your mind.

Do you see child, how you run yourself in circles, thinking about money and image and self-importance and getting to the right point at the right time and that the right moment is eternal, the only true image is a reflection of the love and abundance is ever lasting if only you listen. I love it. I love it. I love to watch you find me again and again for I was never hiding only hidden. I was never gone- you merely weren’t looking: your eyes- they choose which layer to see; your hands- they choose which layer to feel; your nose- you choose which layer to smell; your fingers- you choose which layer to feel; your ears- you choose which layer to hear; your tongue- you choose how to taste and where it will affect you and why- and it goes on and on and on like that. How deep do you want to go- where do you want to take this gift of sensation- let it become your doorways to freedom for these are the gifts you were given in this world- do not forsake them and let yourself be caught up by sensory pleasure and also do not deny that they exist merely to try and manifest that whcih is all being- let them instead become the tools by which you relate.

You have a choice in this life: the deeply trying to satisfy the senses or the deeply feeling the senses to merely be doorways back to the infinite love. And when you find that way- and can appreciate the wonder that is ours- can see the beauty of the sunrise, can taste the scent of spring, can feel the love in the softness of a rose, can taste of crystal water from a mountain spring as the true essence of being, can hear in the sound of birdsongs in the morning air the song of true arising- then you will understand the beauty of life.

Arise child, arise and face the day, life, eternity. One way or another, you will be here forever, even if you dissolve into nothing and everything all together.

Feel it:
Music
It
Arises in me
As the most sacred dance I will ever know
Music
It
Inspires
Loves
Music
It is the sound of my heart beating
As I drift off to sleep
And the sound of the sun
Arising in the morning
As I wake and face the bright new day
And the victory of the last one
Arising into forever
As we make our way
Into the realm known as freedom
Or in other words:
The here and now.

Oh blessedness, as I arrive at your temple, where precious things lay as offerings to your sacred being, and light radiates from every center, I ask you one thing- watch over us, we sentient beings- hungering, thirsting, suffering- as we wander the valleys and mountains, sometimes together, sometimes apart. Be with us, as we travel through space- light into dark into light. You- the sun at the center of all being; the earth, the firm foundation of love at our feet, prostrating before us, that we might realize we are the same- no greater and no less than the very essence of you. Abide forever until the last of the last has arisen and then: then can we consider the great job done.