Of Sound, and of Silence

A moment of recognising wholeness and peace, with complete gratitude

An abstract image implying a close up of sound waves
Author image, thanks to NightCafe AI Art Generator

The help is more available than the pain
This strikes me as I listen today
After spending some time letting words flow onto the page
The fearful mind has been exposed and witnessed to, and now it can be still
The help appears: available to me in my mind
Perfect in its simplicity, glorious in its breadth
Its breath moves through me and I recognise its melody
Resting in each pause with a true master’s understanding
Of sound, and of silence

Rest — internal, graceful
What is my lesson today?
What do I need to understand? 
Where in my mind, in your mind, will you take me today?
This fiction is a classroom for the evolution of my soul
The rest appears; the help is the rest
The peace that passeth understanding every instant but now
I open into gratitude as the past is released into half-remembered patterns
Of sound, and of silence

The world itself is opening within my heart
There is nothing outside of the self I am in you
Everything is releasing and everything is available
All help, all rest, all peace, it is available to me now
You are the master that knows only giving all to all
You the one with perfect grace, perfect understanding
You the only path worth walking in the dreaming of this world
In the dreaming of colour and of darkness
Of sound, and of silence

The Fire

A prose poem burning in my heart!

Thank you to Max Kukurudziak for the image on Unsplash

When the fire in your heart cannot stop, cannot start but to flame all the folly you’ve conjured apart from the glory of peace in its thunderous roar and its pounding of waves on its silent shores

When the shadows you’d painted have cracked to the core all the canvases broken in heaps on the floor and the fire tears through them and rids them of form and the anger you’d felt is released and transformed

And the world that you see is a phoenix, a dawn, that rises from ashes, remoulded, re-born, but by hands that are sacred and know how to heal, by a mind that’s awakened and knows how to feel from the depths of its heart an infinite joy that creates in the wake of the love it employs

When the fire in your heart cannot stop, cannot rise, but to purge all the memories you’d deigned to baptise but will gratefully offer up to take their part as they whisper the seeds of a glorious new start

Indivisible

A lesson received from a palm tree on a wholly beautiful night

Image by David Miller from Pixabay

Precious union
One Mind speaking
To me or from me?
No distance
Indivisible

A voice within the mind
Addressing itself
But from far beyond
It’s tiny walls of self
And yet itself still

Larger
Infinite in magnitude
Wholly inclusive
Everything

The recognition
That we address each other
Simultaneously
With the same words

Undifferentiated
Subjective
All within
Infinite in capacity
Unencumbered

Graceful
Gorgeous
Pure
Indivisible

This Day I Am Born

In your deepest self there lies awakening
Growing and evolving all the time
Opening and reassociating
At ever higher levels of the mind

In your deepest heart there is a silence
Beating with a mindful rhythmic grace
Asking you to listen to it’s secrets
Open to receive it’s gentle space

Deep within the soul that you are feeling
In the quiet moments that you give
Lies a nourishment that brings you healing
Welcomed by the mind’s desire to live

Life wells from within and rises gently
Soaking up through spongey open cells
Flooding all the senses, taking over
Rippling past a thousand silent bells

Vibrations of a pure, divine order
Shudder through this extraneous form
Radiance, bequeathed to my acceptance
Comes alive in me – this day, I’m born

Some Form of Peace

Your answer is always some form of peace
And I am alone again
Chaos relieved and released
A shambles of stories, beliefs
Infinitely familiar
Removed and uprooted, like brambles
Cut back and displaced
Erased, eradicated, reduced to nothing
Lifted, risen, raised
Above the battlefield again
My mind is gentle
You are here with me in love
Angel of simplicity
You are love
All thoughts about things
Eradicated, simplified, released
There is nothing in my determination to be in conflict
I choose peace
You are with me and I have nothing else to choose
I am still now
Mind bent yesterday on defamation
Of everything peaceful and clear
Now you are with me
I return into the simplicity of your love for me
I return into the clarity of my total responsibility
I return into the gentleness of my invulnerability
I am released
And you are here with me.
Thank you
Your answer is always some form of Peace

God’s Answer Is Some Form Of Peace. All Pain Is Healed;
All Misery Replaced With Joy. All Prison Doors Are Opened
And All Sin Is Understood As Merely A Mistake.

A Course in Miracles, Lesson 359

Home

Thank you for being with me
In great depths
And endless openings

Thank you for being with me
Clarity of mind and depth of spirit
There is no deeper place that could be touched
Beyond where you touch me
And yet, at each touch, that place is deeper still

Thank you for being with me
Your presence, iridescent in my mind
Cuts through contradiction
And simultaneously comforts, without exception

Take me into the depths of your soul
Somehow, I can open finally to you

Every mind could teach the beauty that you teach
But somehow, I let in in from you
There is a desperation, a longing, a burning desire
For the truth

It is the chrysalis in which I am digesting myself
To awaken fresh into the blessed Spirit’s air
Comfort me, oh depths of limitless being

Behold, the glorious simplicity of Self-knowledge,
Self-acceptance, self released

Behold my burgeoning beauty
Far beyond the devious flesh

The helm of love awakens
And directs its secretly joyful journey
Home

That is My Mind

Space
Infinite glorious spaciousness
That is my mind

That table is my mind
That war is my mind

Crashing clashing
Conflict of tortured souls
Intricate beauty
Beyond my false projection
That is my mind

Happiness
Joyful expansive reflection of light
That is my mind

Terrible contraction of space-time
Ignorance
Death urge
Panic-stricken
Desperation
Anguish
That, that is my mind

Contemplative
Gentle
Peace
Renowned enlightened expression
Deep wisdom
Truth

That is my mind

Murderous raging rampage
Sultry sensual temptress
Indignant hostile fire
Cool, cold-shouldered turning away

Pain
Stabbing heartbreak
Sorrow

Vicious attack
Incarceration
Irretrievable blow

That, that pain is my mind
That lashes out, indestructible, unrecognisable angst, hell-fire raging in the soul
Temptation to drown, to crush and to kill
That, that too is my mind

The world is my mind
No escaping totality

Responsibility
Whole and unequivocal
Rests on my solid shoulders of separate self

Requires
Desperately seeks
Desires conversion

Receives totally
In its totality

Perfectly simple
Affording perfect peace

Separate self
Alone in guilt
Whole mind
Releasing all of form

Ministry beginning
Wholeness awakening in the one that says
That, that, that is my mind