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Monday, December 5, 2011

Great Spirit

Great Spirit Great Spirit, Holy Creator, The Only Being; We bow before you in our unknowing. This Breath, how beautiful! My Beloved, I offer this Namaste-Heart-Hug, In gratitude for You and Your Mission. I do what I can to add beauty and full care To this moment, So that, When you return, I Shall Be A Better Man. In t his moment: A Heart Song; “ Hu Allah, Hu Allah, Hu Allah Hu “ Hu Allah, Hu Allah, Wakan Tanka Only a Heart with Wings Can fly. Only a Heart with Wings Can Fly.” To your pain, I'll... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Arrogant Self

Self-important, obstinate, swept away by the pride of wealth, they ostentatiously perform sacrifices without any regard for their purpose. Egotistical, violent, arrogant, lustful, angry, envious of everyone, they abuse my presence within their own bodies and in the bodies of others. -Bhagavad Gita 16:13 – 18 Arrogant Self I laugh in the face of Nafs'* insanity. The obstinate child screams its latest protest to what is. Shams has found the pearl of Compassionate Love. Patient Love heals all fear;... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

I Stepped into the Night

I Stepped into the Night I stepped into the night much as I stepped into your life, years ago; in simple faith that it was good … Together, we created much holiness, some happiness, and a deep companionship. I stepped into the night; You were there/ here, with me. We spoke in silent paragraphs of love and dreams and plans and things....and it was good. Everything reminds me of you. The music; the smiles from friends and family; the quiet times, alone outside with a cigarette. All these call you... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Narrowness is not necessarily devotion, but often appears so.

Narrowness is not necessarily devotion, but often appears so. Bowl of Saki, November 19, by Hazrat Inayat Khan Commentary by Pir-o-Murshid Inayat Khan: How can those claim to love the Creator who do not love what He has created? For God could never have become known had there been no manifestation. So he who does not find sufficient beauty to admire in His manifestation cannot pretend to love God. So, too, if someone limits his love to a single object, saying, 'I only love this and there is... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Labyrinth

The Labyrinth There can come a moment where/when we decide to walk this labyrinth consciously with equanimity. We cannot know, much less control Life! We can, however, and thank god/dess, settle into our true spacious presence. We can be the deep peace which is pure power. We can know; we can live a peace beyond our power to comprehend or understand. Peace is power quietly expressed moment by moment, step by precious step in this labyrinth of life. © 2011 Shamsuddin Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, October 21, 2011

FORGIVE THE DREAM

FORGIVE THE DREAM All your images of winter I see against your sky. I understand the wounds That have not healed in you. They exist Because God and love Have yet to become real enough To allow you to forgive The dream. You still listen to an old alley song That brings your body pain; Now chain your ears To His pacing drum and flute. Fix your eyes upon The magnificent arch of His brow That supports And allows this universe to expand. Your hands, feet, and heart are wise And want to know the... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

No Pretense

No Pretense No pretense; No trying to be Your hero Or Your shining fool. I am merely happy Hanging out with You. I'll say it now, In private And in the public view. “I am loving You!” © 2008 Noosphere Communications Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

No Pretense

No Pretense No pretense; No trying to be Your hero Or Your shining fool. I am merely happy Hanging out with You. I'll say it now, In private And in the public view. “I am loving You!” © 2008 Noosphere Communications Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, October 3, 2011

A Poem by Bob in NC

poem came to me, which I would like to share with you. Always Let the tears come, my love A tear is a healing thing I know you will miss me As I will miss you And when the great separation comes I want you to know there is no death of the real me As there was no birth I am as I always was Look for me not in words or activities Look for me by the seashore and in the forests Look for me on the mountain top Look for me in the sunrise and the sunset And know I am with you always, my love. Bob in NC Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

I have been given this moment to touch the hem of your garment. I reach out in full faith! Touch completed; Faith rewarded; Transfer of Baraka (Blessing) accomplished! Shams must speak; From his open mouth: Silence! © 2011 Shamsuddin Sign in to see full entry.

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