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The Present
Here I am
in the now
reflecting as I often do.
My whole life in review.
I analyze the patterns,
the themes,
categorize and prioritize
the things I have need to clean,
to purge, and even treasure
for what would seem eternity
(at least the way I am
in the now
seeing).
As I filter through
layers of debris
the truth I am finding
is that LOVE is what defines me.
In the words of many,
including a song by MC Yogi,
"Only love is real,"
is the truth that sets us free.
God is love
and even on the flip side
love is hate, pain, and
even the reason why we become numb.
It's for love of our parents,
for love of others,
for love of self,
is from where
all of our living comes.
The choices we make,
the way our lives are shaped,
the experiences we live through
and the things that we crave,
whether shaped by love
or the lack thereof,
it all stems from the same.
Love is living in truth,
even if it doesn't feel great,
because the truth guides us to
the proper path and way we need to take
to live in the highest version
of our respective incarnations
in this plane.
Love is working
through the now,
and accepting what IS
for all we have known thus far,
yet trusting Love to take us
from where we want to be
to where we are,
as designed by the truth of our hearts.
Love is letting go
of controlling the outside world
while controlling our actions
enough to further align with
what's within,
the paradox of
detaching from the now
while still loving what is
in the present.
For as we do our best
to live in the highest truth,
we love and allow love to
ripple through the world
transforming the broken
into something beautiful and new.
Across space and time,
the frivolous falls away,
the love we feel and know in our hearts
in the now
forever remains.
Philosophers
I think you got all the contemporary ones and a few Greeks - God lives, to be is to (fill in the blank), good luck and love are found in Janus concepts and coin tosses and in fortune cookies. The Bible and The Holy Koran, the Vedas, and The Dao De Jing/Tao Te Ching are all more than two thousand years old and pretty anachronistically read and challenged writes. Someone should write a new religious text - combining all holy writings, edited by a language scholar, condensed by a poet laureate, and edited by Disney - to contemporize belief systems. Or not. :D Lady A
Thank you!
Merci beaucoup, Allets!
I wrote this with the parable of the blind men and the elephant in mind, as it happens to be an ever present thought about reality as it is perceived.
Only NOW is real. The records of the past are but echoes and memories that bring us to where we currently stand in the now.
A good and well-loved friend of mine imparted upon me the reminder of the illusion in which we live in and how what is true is within. In some way, all religions teach this if one reads between the lines.
As another once said, religion requires Spirit, but Spirit doesn't require religion... and then I looked within and realized that this statement was just reminding me of a truth I'd always understood from a young age.
And at the end of it all, the truest gift we ever receive from Spirit is the ability to love, and in the various forms of love, we are blessed with a glimpse of the essence of the Divine, somewhere along its broad spectrum of how that love is translated.
That said, I guess my friend was right in stating that once we look into ourselves, everything else fades away and we are left with nothing but the truth, and as they say, the truth/ love sets us free.
/endrandomreflectionresponse
Good write
Beautiful absolutely, one alas Loving poet hides forever. Her Happiness be struck within a glass. How do I snap these fingers? How do I empathize with ye? Forsooth I'd love to arrange, O arranging flowers bunches of painfully sequent invitingly enchant. Good write.
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitues
Thank you, good sir.
*bows in gratitude*