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torrent, noun. 1. a stream of water flowing

with great rapidity and violence. 2. a rushing,

violent, or abundant stream of anything.

3. a violent, tumultuous, or overwhelming flow.

 

We, the individual particles of humanity, 

on a macro level, flow torrentially; our streams 

of being inhabiting our earthly existence, 

stretching our sensibilities to become, to go 

beyond, to create, to evolve, to overcome

our propensity, our unbridled desire for

more of what is magnificent, as well as, 

potentially hazardous - our currents,

combined and solitary, create the great

ebb and flow, the tide of consciousness.

 

In essence, it is this torrent we must learn

to navigate, harnessing the very nature

of our natural momentum.

 

TORRENT

Nothing within our existence is stationary;

unchanging or static; rather, it is like a

spring torrent – rushing uncontained,

forming, then shifting, becoming again,

zestful, unhampered, or directed by what

was or what should be: and, so it is, with

each moment of life, appearing robust

then in pieces shattered, only to be restored,

formed, captured, and forgotten as swiftly

as it is generated profoundly once more;

and in this, with this torrent, we seek

to slow the pace, find a meaning, a common

thread, holding on for dear life, wishing for

stasis, when none exists, until, with reflection

and careful meditation, our pursuit of order

and control gives way to giving in, releasing,

an allowing, and we understand our place

in the motion and being of this torrent;

one not separate; contained; not impacted by –

we, the momentum rather than the moved.  

NOE BY G. 4.20.2016 

 

WITH LOVE, G. 

 

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The past few weeks have been a blur,

literally, as we took turns as the patient,

first Ann, then me – were forced to realize

that flu vaccinations do not necessarily

mean you will not get the flu, although,

most likely, not the one you are protected

to resist, but instead, some genetically

unplanned for next of kin that has gone

under the radar.  

 

Although on the positive side, this medical

hiatus has proven supportive of spiritual

pursuits, especially prayer and meditation.

Given the extra time, attempting more

intensive meditation seemed to be a viable

option.

 

When I decide to, as I call it, go deeper,

I always prepare the way with prayer,

explaining what I am about to do and what

I want to accomplish. I ask for God’s assistance,

especially when dealing with the occasional

negative thoughts, images, memories, or

whatever might be unleashed.

 

When I did, I received the note below titled

Dive Deep– an example of what over the

past ten years of my quest, I have recorded

as inspired guidance and have termed

as Notes On Enlightenment(N.O.E.’s) -

to reflect that these are responses I receive

when I ask for God’s guidance. I consider them

inspired because I write down or transcribe,

what comes to me, word for word, without

editing. As the note below explains, most

mystics have conveyed, deep diving offers

its own spiritual treasure.

 

I close this post with a poem/prayer

titled, The Hum.

 

DIVE DEEP

In the vastness exists all things, all that was,

all that is, all that will ever be: allow it to flow

unchecked, go with its currents and tides,

allow the waves of awareness to wash over

you and through you; observe without judgment,

for in this place, qualifications, expectations,

judgments are needless, wasted energy –

observe and move on when unappealing or

distressing, languish if desired, dive deeper

if desired, for this is the basis of life itself in all

its vagaries, vicissitudes, the essence of passions,

of desires, of strivings, of successes, and of course,

of failures – hopeless or needless blunders – yet

more important – the reachings, the yearnings,

the outstretched hope for more: what lies ahead,

the next step, the possibility if only, if only all

things are aligned – and when they do or are –

the expression of unbridled joy – the hallelujah

of existence. Dive deep, dive often, and be

transformed.

NOE BY G. 2.6.2016

 

THE HUM

In your grasp, I am one,

    flesh made whole,

        Soul within a greater Soul,

            waiting, appeased by

nothing less than clear,

    complete immersion,

        to drown away this

            worldliness, this focus

on folly, to cleanse away

     this desirous appetite,

        left only with the hum

            of self-contained peace,

the original selfless

    Soul of pre-emergence,

        one, one, once more.

POEM/PRAYER BY G.  1.29.2016

 

WITH LOVE, G. 

 

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OUR FLAKE 

Like the snow falling full flakes

outside the window, artful crystal

designs, each and everyone unique,

so we the watchers offer our

individual lives, magical, robust,

altering time and space with a

breath, a touch, a sense of being.

 

And as the flakes cover over winter

fields with white waves, motionless but

accumulating, together adrift, demanding

time and attention, we too gather strength

when joined together, as couples, lovers,

partners, families, teams, throngs,

communities, and nations.

 

Like the snow our flake of life

is never solitary, but one of many,

always connected, loved, a part

and parcel of life itself, surrounded

by others who love and cherish

our unique design.

AT/POEM BY G.  3.8.2015 

 

WITH LOVE, G.