Why were you born in in this particular time and place?
With this mother, this father, this family
and its ancestral past,
this moment in history?
What does this confluence say
about your spiritual work on Earth?
Ask yourself
“Why now?”
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Sample poem from Divinity Rising.
The deeper love’s bond, the deeper
the pain of loss.
Whether from death, abandonment,
betrayal, or abuse,
grief surges in the body,
at times unstoppable.
Yet the body incarnates God’s bliss-filled nature.
How to reconcile this contradiction?
You are not this dream of loss.
You are God watching you suffer
from a story you keep repeating.
One day, you will step out of your dream into Creation
to inhabit a body of love, joy, and wonder.
Perhaps one purpose of pain in this lifetime is
transcending the dream.
Was that part of your plan?
Be a mystic.
Choose Heaven on Earth.
Befriend the conscious beings
known as plants and animals, rocks and mountains.
Love unconditionally.
Dance with Creation.
Reach for the divine hidden behind walls of thought.
Transformed perception,
not politics or religious belief,
will be our path home.
Immersed in mystical consciousness,
I change the world by sanctifying, transforming, and loving
everything I see.
I awaken and the world wakes up around me.
I am what God is.
Countless billions of organisms inhabit the living Earth,
creating, birthing, evolving,
all nourished by
the sun’s energy,
in a cosmos of infinite proportions and inexplicable processes,
yet we argue about politics?
With a brain as miraculous as the cosmos,
stand still and witness this miracle before your eyes.
Creation is not hard to see.
You are an essential part of it.
Meeting God
When I long to see the face of God,
I look in the mirror and
smile in recognition.
To See Me, Be Me
Here’s the ultimate riddle:
“I am everyone,
but no one sees
me. Who am I?”
God.
How can this be?
We see what we imagine…
a “homeless person”
“police officer”
“mother”
“clerk”
“student”
“criminal”
“nurse”
While we have a backstory for each, we never
see God behind the masks.
Nor do the figures experience God in themselves.
But wipe clean the “doors of perception,”
remove masks and narratives,
and what a homecoming we would have.
One loving family
awaking from a long nightmare.
What is the moral here?
God replies,
“You must be me to see me.”
Awaken divine consciousness and the
face of God will shine in everyone you meet.
I Am God 