Day 97 - A new love is born (poem)

And a new love is born...

She fits in every nook and cranny
He builds these nooks
She wants him to join her inside
She knows it's not his place
He is the protective shell that keeps her safe
Without the shell, the nook is moot.

The point of connection
Between the rock and the hard place
Where is the soft place?
She is the soft place.
She molds
She dances
She takes him in.

He is the wind that blows her dance
He is the rock that makes her soft
He is the timekeeper of no time.


The Practice

Tuesday Morning - 30 minute meditation
Wednesday Morning - 30 minute meditation

Reflection


Eckhart Tolle once said, maybe he said it many times I'm not sure and I'm paraphrasing, "the way to tell where you are on your spiritual path is by how quiet the mind is." From my experience it's not only how quiet the mind is; it's also the extent to which I believe my thoughts. All true spiritual teachers say not to take thoughts too seriously. I find myself questioning and letting go of everything that comes through my head. But then there are what Adyashanti calls "Velcro thoughts." My Velcro thoughts tend to fall under two categories: one is when it comes to safety and security and the other is when it comes to relationships. The mental emotional limbic system won't go anywhere and when the right neurotransmitter is activated, it will do its thing. I can hear GangaJi's voice, "What's wrong with that?"

I'm aware that we can hold it all, but it doesn't always feel like it. But once it does feel like it, then it's not a problem and I wonder why I ever had a problem with that. What makes clarity go away? Peter Brown says it doesn't go away, we just don't always realize we're already clear. Where's the confusion? Fear of living to the fullest. "No, I don't wanna feel that. I'll take the other thing, but not that." That's what it is. I'm still not willing to feel it all. I want to though. I'm open to it. Take me away... but gently.