All There Is
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When all hope has come and gone; when your master, leader or guru seems to have abandoned you; its as if everything goes wrong. We made wisdom's words into a cult; this is why it all seems so difficult. Never there was a great leader that ever established a community of steadfast disciples or devotees. Of the many books that we became a reader; knowledge is one thing, wisdom is experience that sings! prophets and dream interpretation, to Tarot, I Ching or Astrology; your future is of your own causation. Hinduism, Buddhism, a mental analogy; intellectual pursuits of knowing or how to obtain liberation from life, of experience; Or of Zen and NOT knowing anything! Then there is Ontology, EST, and the way that I'm being; that has the ultimate effect on everyday life; I can choose stress or I can choose rest. Knowing that Jesus died on the cross; until we accept our lot, this strife. The struggle is that we are human beings. Perhaps the observation of social chaos; when we realize that we suffer, its seeing, or from some great personal loss. This is why he is the way, the truth and the life; no one will get to that perfect "father", you know the Master, the Guru is in you. Its all right where we are; Oh Holy Spirit..oh Maha Shakti!! Feel my heart! Hear my heart! We can labor in the past; life's decisions frozen as we look back. Living here and now, it doesn't last; It moves too fast, impulsive and sorely lacks. What do I need to make a difference? I could wish or I could step in this world of odds or chance; into the future, you know the one with pep. There is always the Omega Point, yes, that new one where the Quantum folks won't even consider and think its blasphemous. Is it the Tao or is it Physics, I'm really not so sure about anything; only that I am standing in that future its an attitude, if I may use the word? I might even falter, either here or there. I am pretty certain of one thing, someone is watching me, guiding me; I think I'll embrace this great mystery. My soul yearns for the truth; Saint Seraphim!..Saint Simeon!, do you know Saint Francis of Assisi? Where is the passion; what happened to the feelings...? "Come to me when you're already happy"; he was Kriyananda then Dhyanananda, once Bubba Free John, Oh Siddha!! I don't know what he is called now, only that he was given a name by Muktananda. I know God, your heading our way, you see, I am right at your heels. I don't need to look at the Metaphysics, these leaders, these mystics; or all those scientists, all trying to help. As I OM or as I gulp; lying in bed in the confusion, tossing and turning; I ask myself, who is it that's thinking these thoughts? Me...who am I...... What have I wrought? Ah! again, I say; who am I… the peace, the quiet, the night; in the shadow of the dark. In a world of opposites and dualities; I can be nervous or I can be calm. Come join me inside this emotion; This one that's longing or having all that I don't, or inside, overwhelming. Will you join me in this wonderful feeling; this synchronicity, this Ah Ha!!? I think I'll do some fortune telling; but, you know...we ARE in control. I'll do it anyway; perhaps you'll stroll on this bright and sunny day! By Gary Hodges, April 14, 2000 |
background & poem by Gary Hodges
