CONNIE ZAREEN & Friends
Both
Burn through the dust,
my friend.
The reflection looking for itself.
See with your own eyes
And eat with your tongue.
Dash the stingy heart.
Love is your gift.
There IS no worship, and yet,
Without it your life is devoid of flavor.
Sing a mighty song of thanks
to the wind that gives your breath
and the man who provides your anger.
Both are a gift.
Ending
You can meditate, clear your mind
to run from your guilt.
Make small offerings and excuses
And fill your mind
With drugs of oblivion.
Or you can do the thing.
Poem of NOTHING
Maria M. Decsy
In a stunning, power-packed instance
I recognize Nothing,
Utterly nothing / utterly everything.
Intimate nothing / everything.
Real nothing / everything.
Silent, playful, nothing / everything and
I AM THAT.
My mind is stunned.
It scrambles for meaning,
It is confused, disoriented, perplexed,
Never experienced such comical flailing,
scrambling for words.
I spend hours and hours writing utter nonsense,
in absolute useless effort to put into words the incomprehensible.
What just happened? How can Nothing be Real and Everything?
I hear heartfelt laughter echoing through the cosmos:
Now you know why mystics stutter !
Nothing IS Real and Everything.
I AM THAT! (Namaste)
WHAT IS LIFE TRYING TO SHOW ME?
Maria M. Decsy
Who are you?
Are you still Nothing? whispers the voice.
Once I saw and recognized,
I can never NOT know!
I look through my eyes from Awareness
that is Aware
And recognize myself
in the hummingbirds and bees.
I am the flow of rivers of human life,
Fluttering monarchs competing for nectar.
The hawk that soars through the yard and lands on the great pine,
The symphony of song-bird’s
distress call to all.
I am the breeze that lifts a feather
high in the sky.
Joy, laughter and an ocean of tears.
Such beauty, such heart-rendering pain.
Two sides of the coin One and the same.
Who am I?
Did I live a mistaken identity?
Is life as I know it a story? An illusion?
A mirage? A dream?
I retreat into Nothing,
looking for the familiar me,
The self I thought I knew
for close to eighty years
Nothing, only Nothing
Zero, no time or space
One breath, one heartbeat,
One pulsating Life,
Flowing Awareness, Nothing and All.
I Am the Cosmos,
I Am the Life,
I Am Nothing! NO-THING ! I Am Love on the Loose.
Hands
So, it’s like everyone has been convinced that
they don’t have hands.
And I’m saying… look… it’s right there.
You are using them right now.
And everyone is like… I don’t see it.
Do you have any exercises for finding hands?
And I’m… but you don’t have to find them. They are right there. You are using them right now.
No they aren’t .
Yes they are.
No they aren’t.
Yes they are.
Okay. I don’t know what to say.
But here… (hands you something and you take it). Now what?
Visions
My mind slipped free of hooks and barbs
And you replaced what I thought was me.
I toss all notions into the wind
And dance on the tongue of the beloved
(Chew if you will)
Not Two
As long as you have an ideal against –
You are trapped in conflict.
Just moving to the opposite of something
Is not transcending it.
Love can move to hate and back again.
Agitation can move to peace
and then fall back, again, to agitation.
Nothing has changed.
Transcending is leaping entirely out of it.
Where love and hate do not matter.
And agitation and peace are the same.
Because, now YOU are.
Simplicity
Non-duality, by its very definition, has to be simple. It’s duality that’s complicated!!!
So many things out there, so many conflicts.
In nothing there is nothing.
Everything becomes simple when not two.
Life is life. Love is love, Anger is anger.
Thoughts are thoughts. Everything is real.
Everything is.
No more searching or wondering.
You’re harder to control, not so easily fooled.
Life is crazy enough without dealing with it directly.
And then…
Ask for nothing
when you
pray
If you get
that
you’ll be dancing with roses.