The Dead....SEA - A POEM

Calming
Opened like a vessel
here I am standing in front
with each passing breath she is vanishing
or has she vanished
am I vanished
ecstatic I scurry and squander
like a candle
I flicker
floating stiff
yoga poses
song composition
Dead in position
alive in exhibition
She calls me twice
burning, melting
my face has vanished in her scent
all that remains is a smile
and a song

"Heavenly Father"

"Today i walked across the sea
saw and angel
flew high
and cured a disease,
well, why are miracles so hard to believe
when it's only miracles that I see..."

in the hour of death
she lives on
silent
captivating
energetic capsule
of emptiness
now I am sure
that there is life
in everything tangible

Michael Jackson - A product of our World at this TIME!

I only have a very small bit to say on this as everyone is probably writing their own thoughts. It is very simple to me...Michael Jackson is a symbol of the world at this time.......

FULL OF LOVE YET F**KED UP ON THE OUTSIDE.

His music, his message and his soul will shine on, the rest was just s sign of the times. I pray humanity will learn about themselves through his life.....

Okuribito - Departures - WOW!!!

So, now that the tears have lessened and I am able to function, I have to share about this movie. Just Simply and Elegant and full of Knowledge, in the Space....WOW!!! It is movies like this that shake the very core of existence. Done so well that even the youngest souls can blossom into self-realization through the process of this film.

I Really want to share about my personal EXPERIENCE with this film. As I am watching the film, I decided to have some Chummos (Shocking) and enjoy the film with a bit of food in the belly, heart and mind. As I was taking bites, viewing the footage of one of his many Encoffenings, I found myself appalled and in a state of sickness watching the scene, and, I was not able to eat. I could not help but look into my own conditioning on this matter and ask myself why the thought of a dead body makes me cringe enough to not enjoy my food. Why death is a disgusting thing in my mind. HMMMMMMMM. So, as I take each and every opportunity to grow I kept eating the food as the scene went on to re-condition myself, but isn't that interesting. We are completely trained in life to look at death as something that is gross, sad and completely out of the ordinary. God, it happens all around us everyday and it is movies like this that can help us to see the beauty of moving into the next phase of existence of the soul. Shit, most people should be looking at it as the greatest day of their lives by the way the world is going these days. But, really, if we stop conditioning the FEAR and Hardship that surrounds death, then maybe people can actually live their lives with greater ease, not in a state of demise, pondering the inevitable truth of, WE ALL WILL LEAVE OUR BODIES. When, that is up to the Great Mind!! Live with that thought and you may go on a whole lot longer then you think......LOVE YOU

4DALOVE

Trying to Manipulate Ones Experience

So many times I am finding that people are living their lives because of the experience that someone else has had in their lives. People constantly pushing other people to live their lives in a certain way because THEY experienced a great deal of success dealing with it this way. "I handled something this way so you should handle it this way as well, that will be best for you...." Who are we to judge what will be best for someone else's experience on this planet.

I had a situation recently in which my dear Partner is going through a situation that is particularly difficult in this time in her life. I had gone through a similar situation a few years back and found that when I stayed in the place of hardship, I was able to heal the wounds that surrounded that place and look at the place and my place in the place with brand new eyes, an open heart and an expanded awareness as to why I felt so much pain in this place. It was because of my association to it. I changed all the associations and rose into loving My native Place of Los Angeles, CA. So as she has meandered her way around past associations and hardships related to the native land, I have been pushing my way of healing onto her, thinking that it is the only way to get through something of this nature. A great realization comes when we realize that every being indeed has their own way of processing a different situation. And, if we push them to see it a certain way, we might be expelling them into a space that is actually stunting their growth in this lifetime. I actually had become an asshole and was doing things that would actually force her to have to go through an experience in the similar way that i did, when all she wanted to do was leave this place and process it from her safe place. Now, I judged the hell out of this desire as I felt it was weak and I also felt it to be running away from the pain. She saw it as a necessary way to deal with this particular situation in her life. And, the fact is, she has been stuck here having to go through it and has realized that this is the way that she must deal with it for now, away, in a safe space.

After weeks of resisting her place and wishing to force her into seeing my truth, I have expanded my heart, honoring her needs. It is not important for me to understand and see it her way, what is important is for me to be a friend, to honor her process and to Share what I have learned, not to force it. Religions have been manipulating people for centuries with this behavior and I felt no better then that for acting the way that I did. I am grateful to see it and have forgiven myself for my actions, taking responsibility for the nature of them. We will see when that great Divine gives me another opportunity, how I will behave in that space again.

4DALOVE

Israeli Pedestrians - OUT OF THE FLOW!

So, I am not much in for the Compare and Contrast in LIfe but I had to make a small mention on this one. The last few days I have been on the bike roaming around through the streets and ways, going here and there and everywhere, noticing a very simple fact. When I would bike,walk, motorcycle down the street in India, the people would intuitively pick a direction and move in that direction, never having the slightest hesitation on the direction they choose, thus allowing a natural flow of movement to happen in the passing. Here, In Israel, in almost every instance, I find the person in front of me making a hesitation or multiple decisions and actually working against the flow of the passing, and, in most cases I end up having to stop as they walk directly into the path that I chose even before they started wobbling back and forth. Just a funny little observation that I enjoyed. Probably a difference in mindset and confidence. In India, decisions happen instantly with little o no hesitation, coming from the space of the heart. In Western Cultures, even the smallest decisions are pondered over and over again!! FUN TIMES.

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Restoring the Balance of Nature!!

This was inspired by a beautiful young soldier woman on the way to Sinai, Egypt. Just imagine coming out of a deep rest to see a beautiful woman staring deeply into your eyes. The catch is that she is in a full army suit and has a AK 47 on her hip that is pointing straight at your jewels....the following is what came through......

How many times in life can you open your eyes from a restful sleep to find a brown eyed angel staring deep into your soul with the softness of a feather, a smile of sensuality embracing me saying, "Come to me and strip me of this suit of binding conformity. Caress my womanly body and honor the silky soft skin that lies beneath these army rags. Pull the gun from my grasps leaving me naked and take me into your arms, making love to me deeply, honoring my feminine power as I peacefully soften into your penetration. Love me so profound that the binds of society fall beneath us and worship our freedom and we are left as lovers intertwined rising and spiraling into the sky, free to express our love and desire, capable of embracing our nature. I fearlessly become feminine and your masculinity protects and guides me into pure exstacy. I am ALIVE again!! I am a WOMAN and you a MAN and today we have restored the balance of nature!!"

Talking to my Inner Child

I am holding you and let you know all the things that scare you are real and far from real all at the same time.

I am staring deeply into your eyes and penetrate you with love so that your fears of not being accepted fall away in the breeze.

You are Free, no matter what your mind tells you!!

There is a reason for the way that you are, it is Love!!

Cry with me, I know it hurts to be a man!

If you step out of yourself, you will feel joy beyond your imagination.

I forgive you.

You do nothing wrong

I forgive you.

You are lovely the way you are.

I forgive you!

Please kick and scream and call me names.

I forgive you!

For the way you judge......yourself!

I forgive you!

For the painful walls put around...

I forgive you!

You are my inner child, loud, incessant, ignorant and enlightened, pure and simple, crippling and expanding, you are always here and sometimes I will need to hold you and let you know that we are OK and other times I will follow you and expand into your nature of infinity.

We can do this together always, Man and Child!!

Much love and Gratitude to Satya Rayes for the inspiration......

Some amazing words from OSHO!

I always tend to love his words and the way they are expressed. This particular one I felt needed to be shared. This, is one major reason, I feel, for the overwhelming violence in the world!! Enjoy!!

Osho

The greatest problem, the greatest taboo in India has been sex. Just as in the West today the taboo is death, in India it has been sex. Both of them are fundamental taboos. Either society creates taboo around sex or it moves to the other extreme and creates a taboo around death.
Sex is birth, sex is the beginning, and death is the end. A few people are trying to hide the fact of birth and a few other people are trying to hide the fact of death. The culture which makes sex a taboo will accept death, and vice versa: the culture that creates a taboo about death, will accept sex. Humanity needs freedom from all taboos, from all extreme ideologies.

If you create a taboo around the energy called sex , then the woman is condemned. Reduced to its scientific roots you can easily see it: unless sex is respected the woman will remain a means either to be exploited, manipulated, possessed like a thing, OR renounced – again like a thing. Either you possess the woman--- then she is your property --- or you renounce the woman, but again it is the same thing: she is your property. And woman considered as property cannot have freedom.

From Manu up to today the woman has been condemned for the simple reason that all these so-called saints and mahatmas were living with repressed sexuality, and when you live with repressed sexuality the woman becomes immensely important .Then your whole mind is full of fantasies about women, and naturally one starts feeling that the woman is the cause of all these fantasies. You cannot get them out of your mind because those fantasies are very alluring, fascinating, but the reason is NOT the woman at all.
Repress your desire for food and your mind will be full of food. Repress any desire and the repressed desire will take revenge; it is bound to happen so. It will assert itself in thousand and one ways.

Another Wonderful Story for Sharing

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a
pole, which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it
while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of
water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked
pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with
the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the
perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was
ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of
what it had been made to do. After 2 years of what it perceived to be bitter
failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of
myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way
back to your house." The old woman smiled, "Did you notice that there are
flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's
because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on
your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them." "For
two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the
table." Without you being just the way you are, there
would not be this beauty to grace the house."
Each of us has our own unique flaw…But it's the cracks and flaws we
each have that make our lives together so very interesting and
rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are and look
for the good in them.....

Endless Glow - Poem

Only in tears of gratitude 

Does the sun speak to me

A mind pounding

What is the use

Abuse

On Who

YOU!!

The fire lasted into the 

luminous blue 

of morning

into a question

what blocks my heart?

how is an endless river of love dammed 

what human mind structure 

has built this wall 

around my heart

there is only an 

endless glow in 

her eyes

penetrating the darkness

that shadows my nature

penetrating

penetrating

penetrating

in this early hour 

of resistance,

fear

I will stop there

the word FEAR..

absurd 

how did it come to be?

I pray and pray

this endless glow 

continues to 

penetrate me.....

Chommus!!

I cannot get enough.  Even though I feel the sensations of blocks of brick building up in my stomach, I cannot stop.  I am just praying that my body can make the shift and begin to dispose of this tasty treat!!!  The Hummus here is unlike anything I have ever tasted!!  I am a complete addict...and....I am happy with it!!!!  Bring it on!!  Put is on Sabech and I am your slave!!!!  

LOVE!

Jerusalem Mask

Overlooking the rolling structured hills of Jerusalem brings instant fantasy into the mind.  David, Daniel, JESUS....did they walk this land?  When I close my eyes and open them again, I am almost 2000 years back in time.  Something is in this City.  Is it the world's endless obsession with the Bible that has given this place such a powerful presence?  It is like I am wrapped in some dream of some fantasy world of names and places that I thought only existed in text and in the minds of the religious fanatics, and now, I am here!!  Bethalahem: what!!!!??  This is an actual place?  Guess so!

On our way to the Old City of Jerusalem, I got to see first hand what has happened in this country in the means of separation.  An enormous wall has been built all around the Palastinian sectors of Israel, somehow attempting to erradicate the struggle between the two.  I say if you want to irradicate the struggle of fighting people, a rediculous notion all together, then put them in a big area TOGETHER and then put a wall around them.  let them fight it out if they wish or let them survive together as that is all they are trying to do anyways.  The walls make the country look like a war - zone, yet, again, all I am seeing is people smiling and enjoying their time on the planet...even the soldiers!!!!  Freedom is all I feel here, although the people whom I was with loved talking about the past wars that did go on over these roads.

On to the Old City, or, Revamped Old City.  Everything was brand new!!  New buildings, new shops, tons of things to buy.  Expensive food.  The only thing that remained in the Old City that was really OLD, was the mindset of having 4 different Quarters Separating the Religions.  THAT is old school.  I guess these people still haven't learned that My God is chilling with your GOD and they are laughing at us trying to retain the values of the OLD.  The city is gorgeous, full of power and Jerusalem Stone....OH Jerusalem Stone!!  I just love it.  

On a funny note.  I was not aloud to bring my guitar to the Wailing Wall or inside the Tomb of Jesus, but, smoking was aloud in and outside of these areas.  I did manage to get the guitar inside and do some singing of "What are we fighting For!"  And then an intense man in a black cloak aggressively stopped me!!   Fun Times!  I have also been told that you can pay to carry a cross on your back and walk the supposed "Jesus Walk!"  MY GOD!!!  HE must be smiling a the mere thought of it.  What a funny world we live in.  I look forward to a return visit in the near future.  I think I have just scratched the surface here now.....more to come!!!