Come sit in the grass
All your pain, it is enough
Listen to the wind, the trees
Listen to your silent voice
Come with all your fears and sorrows
Little precious child of God
Take one step and then another
On the path that is not there
To the non existing goal
And come home from worried pasts
In the not existing now …
You take care of your home, your garden, your children, your job.
You take care of you, your personal development, your personal growth.
You do all this with a lot of love and dedication.
You think: because of my dedication I am where I am now.
Did you ever ask yourself:
Where did this dedication come from?
Wanting is the most painful thought prison there is.
You want to have, you want the other to act/be differently, you want more/different/less for yourself, the world.
There is so much wanting; you want so much.
In relationships wanting is the sniper, who does not kill the relationship, it kills You.
Wanting is the opposite of who you are, your true nature.
As soon as you step into “wanting”, you step out of You.
They even made a secret out of wanting:When you want something enough, it will happen.
Not knowing what you want,
Receiving with gratitude all that comes to you,
Welcoming everything that appears in front of you,
Is seeing Life for what it is in essence; what you are in essence:
Abundance, Gratitude, Love.
What can more aptly meet your needs than what you have right now?
What gifts can you see right now when you stop wanting?
Realizing for yourself that wanting itself is the obstacle,
Opens your heart for what was and is available, always.
Then whatever you always wanted comes to you without any effort …
To love is nothing special,
“To love” that is what you are made of
When you live something else
than “to love”,
you feel it,
that hurts,
sometimes a lot
And when you are used to the pain,
when you don’t feel that as pain anymore,
when it feels like it was always like that
Then, to meet: “To love” is
Lifethreatening
Sometimes you don’t want to meet another, the other, every other, the one who is closest to you, any longer
You avoid him or her, don’t get in touch, you hide, you become invisible, unreachable.
Sometimes you do this very obvious, sometimes very sneaky and in you, you feel the pain, the pain of segregation and separation.
The pain you are experiencing is the pain telling you that you do not want to meet the other anylonger,
you do not want to meet yourself in the other.
The other shows you you, always.
The other exists only in you.
The other is you
When at the search-horizon
finding soft appears
When gentle subtle sounds
reveal what lies in you
When words are not in need
and empty fullness rests
Comes gratitude on her soft feet
there where it never left.
Inside, cut off from wind and birds,
trees and rain, sun and clouds,
Breathing conditioned air
I become number
Outside, the wind and the birds,
the trees and the rain, the clouds,
drops on my skin
wind through my hair
grass under my feet
sun through my eyelashes
moon at night
stars in the sky
scent at night
Outside, connected
Outside, home
Countless forms you have seen, heard, felt, smelled
Countless thoughts experienced
Arrived at the end of the walk
Silently enjoying what the trees have told you
Wondering at the answers you already knew
With wet hair and red cheeks
You touch, for a moment
the formless
Words from the outside
can be disguised as
Words from the inside
Words from the inside
can be disguised as
Words from the outside
Can you break down the outside?
Can you build up the inside?
or
Do the walls,
at a given moment
when the time has come
when the circumstances are right,
fall on their own?
The name
is the bond
that keeps us
chained
Without a name
You are nobody
happily and happy
Without a name
no difference
Between you
and the world
Wonderwalk 