Surrender

Surrender

When you surrender to God, Universe, or whatever name you give the higher power you believe in,
What do you surrender?

What else is there to surrender to God
than your personal will?

Thy will be done
and that includes:
NOT my will be done

And in the end
there is nothing you can surrender
In the end
surrender will come
when the time is right …

Love and sex

Who did ever tell you
that love had anyhting to do with sex?

Who did ever tell you
that love had anything to do with troth?

Who did ever tell you
that love had anyhting to do with form?

I am about to tell you
that this is not the truth,
that this is just a story
that people used to tell

The love you’re looking for
can not be found outside
The love you’re looking for
is the essence of your soul

This is a whole new story
that is the truth, perhaps.
It’s not possible to believe this
One day you can just BE it …

Letter to Ramesh

July 30, 2008

 

Dearest Ramesh, dearest I Am,

 

You are closer to my heart than my own breath.

 

Your words come to me from the Source we all are

 

Your silence is so endless that I have just a notion of the depths

 

Your love touches every cell each time I breathe

 

Your compassion floods my body and the universe with the brightest light.

 

When I experience the listening and the reading I experience me.

 

When I experience the silence and the wisdom, I experience me.

 

You touched me in every way I can think of.

 

You have blessed me truly.

 

 

Yours truly,

Christine

Dying

When I have left this body
and fly towards the stars
I just look back one moment
to what has dissapeared

When I dissolve in That
and am what always was
what never ever started
and never came to end

See me in the all clouds
that chase along the sky
Feel me in sparkling rain
that softly falls upon you

Hear me in rustling trees
that whisper in your ear
And listen to the wind
that blows your cobwebs out

What you are, I am too
and what I Am, you are
Connected in the One
that never can be named …

When

 

When words are no more needed
and all the words are silence

When searching’s no more needed
and searching is the finding

When talking ‘s no more needed
and talking is the listening

Then everything rejoices
in deep and new found silence

And in your heart there is 
the moving sound
of ever present
silent bursting joy …

Wonderwalk one year

Little paradise 

I breathe the thoughts
that surface from my soul
and with surprise and still
I see what comes on screen

Out of the depths they come
on their soft feet, so light,
move cautiously the searching hands,
whisper words in hearing ears

I pass in gratitude
what no one ever owned,
what rustles there in every soul
when it is touched one day

The stream inside seems endless now
has no beginning, is still the same,
keeps whispering
until it stops …
perhaps …