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NOT A PICTURE BUT A STREAM

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Born faster than the eye can see –
Life as a “true self” –   

Because, as soon as you stop birthing – you’re dead!

It takes courage to stay in a stream of constant birthing –
Uncomfortable and scary.

The authorities of the world demand acceptance of a fixed personality
So people can be manipulated without violence –
Yes, even those who “love” you want you to remain the same
For a lifetime.

But anyone who can change faster than a thought or heart feeling
Is not a picture, but a stream –
An actual stream.

Such a person arrives from the state of being nobody –
Dodging all the bullets aimed at them –
No matter from which direction they’re coming –
No matter the intention with which they’ve been fired.

They dream of escaping a frozen old age
By fighting “downstream” – towards infancy –
Towards spontaneity –
Towards the art of “coming-into-existence” –
Brush touching canvas –
Pen, paper.

Someone, who’s a “just-about-to-be-made”
Kind of person –

The real thing!

A NEW START

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The self is nobody
And God is no one.

That’s a start!

God, was, is, a great idea
Coming into existence through a single flashing thought
On its way to becoming everything else.

This idea that eventually became everything
Met nobody – time after time –
And exchanging places in a magical spiritual marriage –
Repeatedly resulted in the birth of pure joy.

I’m working on another idea –
It runs through me only when I’m not looking:

Suddenly, I become a new person
Shining like Jesus or the Buddha
Born this very day.  

It looks like this!

HEART OF GOD

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My grandson, Jules, was recently born
Knowing a good part of what I’d like to know
The moment I die.

And that is – a moment of purity, serenity, and composure –
Before, one day in the future, hopefully, flowering into ecstatic joy.

From the moment of birth – God’s gift of first in-breath –
To the moment of death – God’s gift of final exhalation
Is usually a long and eventful road.

I myself would like to end up with Jules’ ability to gaze out at the world
With such unknowing “wonder” –
In fact, at the end, I’d like to achieve that same look –
Accompanied, of course, with a conscious compassion for the entire world.

I’d like to understand what Jules experienced as truth at his birth –
And then end up achieving a mature ability to love.

Jules, someday I’d like to be able to “see” as clearly as you did on day one –
While, over my lifetime, developing a heart as big as the entire world –
Perhaps even paralleling, in my own small way, God’s own infinite heart.

Yes, I want to go out as clear-eyed as this newborn baby arrived –
While, over time, diligently developing a heart of God.