Tending my inner fire today
Breathing the breath of Mother/Father God
slowly . . . deeply.
Breathing in . . . here comes the light,
gently nudging out the old, worrisome ways
of separation and loss.
Each miraculous cell in this body I call mine
filled with the glory of Grace and the
power of one.
Breathing Out . . . there go the fears
in all their distressing disguises:
perfections, falsely personified
so no one will know how
imperfect I really am.
Ahhh, seems the game is up.
My number has been called.
Thank God.
It's looking like a Home Run day.
Audaciously created in those top secret
chambers within my heart.
Yours too, if willing.
Just look at us
how we're letting it all go;
the judgements and fears,
the striving to achieve it all.
Deserting the worn out illusions
of ego mind futilely trying to
keep us comfortable; separate
from each other and the truth,
from the wisdom and beauty
of who we all really are.
It’s all right here, all the good stuff,
the real deal,
as you’re reading these words
nestled in this, the most hallowed house of time,
right now.
It’s a new day, with a new Home Base.
Come on in
It’s free in here . . . everyone’s welcome,
warts and all.
I’m liking it.
How about you?
ET
