Vulnerable

Discovering in total openess
Speaking from deep stillness

Giving from total vulnerability
Receiving in total connectedness

Lets gentle softness surface
like fluffy clouds in midnight sky

Floats through the open windows
like little Whitsun flames

Gives boundless vulnerability
to You as Me
to Me as You …

The moth and the flame

The sun has set at the horizon. No wind.
The candle lit and nocturnal noises come from evening distance
The stars appear, one by one
Breathing in, breathing out
Hands resting, watching

Moths circle the candle light
Closer, closer they come
irresistable drawn to the light.

A little crackle
and then the flame burns quietly again
not affected by what happened.

When has the moth become the flame?
When has the flame become the moth?
The moth in the flame is the flame.

We circle around the light that will burn us
The light will only burn the form
What never was born and never died
the Light that you are
Merges again
with the Light
that you were
are
will be …

Song

There comes a time
when outer teachers are no more needed.
Your inner teacher takes over
And there is a sweet ongoing mantra or satsang or prayer taking over.
And sometimes there can be a desire to meet with an outer teacher again.
You go and you find that you yourself were the teacher all allong.
This theacher unfolds more and more in the stillness of your heart.
Once you get familiar with its song,
you recognize it everywhere;
even in the midst of the deepest depression.
It sings and never stops.
You are the song, the singer and the singing…