Meditation Is Meditation is laying, staring into the sky; watching birds streak above you, appreciating the depth of blue infinity, and the vaporous apparitions floating therein. Peace is seeing, accepting all that passes by even chemically constructed contrails; and in their wake, as they fade to haze, the phantom rainbow 'round the sun. Holiness is feeling, knowing deep in your heart that the world has boundless beauty as-is and finding out that life is here, now, and you've no seeking left to do.
AUMGN. Nonetheless, it is through seeking that this is found, and in seeking that the subtle wavelength continues. For though we may sit like lumps of coal in our Mystic Caves, emanating out to the World our Diamond Truth, it so much the better if we shed the coal and the diamond and the cave and know the world through the flesh. AMEN. (And yet, it can no doubt be remarked, that the fleah and the coal and the diamond and the cave are all of the same source.) AGAPE.
i just read it and its lovely. truly beautiful feeling and a sense of being part of not only the earth but eachother and all. thanks for postin it man its awesome.
A beautiful poem, thank you. Meditation is being aware, peace is certainly seeing without animosity and holiness is finding the sacred in all. When one raises ones vibration, Being Love, the notes of non-celestial haarps non-impact the body, non-reactively.
