Heart Hands – Love Story

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Sometime ago, I asked my amazing, wise, fantastic friend to make me an art piece. She is the co-creator of Living Unbound and author of this cool blog. She made this – Heart Hands, symbolizing giving from the heart. Meanwhile, I had started working on a poem that came in a flash of inspiration. When I received Heart Hands, it was astonishing to see how the poem and the sketch went together. To me, Heart Hands represents the most Supreme of all love – devotion. Devotion to our highest ideal, that which inspires us to reach for the greatest of all knowledge – the knowledge of the Self. Devotion that inspires us to give from the heart and to give up all that is negative and dark – surrendering our ego, ignorance and pain to receive in return light, love and bliss. This poem describes this great love story, as it happened to me:

LOVE STORY

Stumbling, a dark cold night
Shrinking, melancholy, sheer fright
Maze of questions, “Is this it?”
Must find answers, can’t yet quit

A flicker of light, a faint glow
“Come to Me”, unambiguous now
“Where?” “How?” ask I
“Take one step and I’ll take five”

Courage and trust the Voice seeks
So right and pure and good it feels
Surrendering, that lonely night
A leap of faith into the Light

What to name that divine One
Guide, Friend, Self, love?
It matters not, what is in a name?
Becoming That, the only real way

Remains true to His word, He does
Five steps to every single one
Enticing, luring, goading, showing
Unexpected glimpses of Infinite Glory

Longing, desperate and wordless
Intense desire to become That
To know it for what It is
Love and light, peace and bliss

An offering made every minute
Take it all now, please take it
Ignorance, ego, fear, rage
Destiny re-written, a brand new page

Not long, the spark now a blaze
Of moments, hours, days
The Voice gaining hold
A promise long foretold

Dark days a distant dream
Light and love fill the being
Pathway to That painstakingly built
The veil of illusion lifted bit by bit

You And Me

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There is the you and here is the me

Clothed in layers accrued through being
Our visions blurred by veils unseen
Seeing you through such clouded eyes
You mirror me so well in woe and glee

When we wore the garb of actors here
We didn’t notice our true selves disappear
Identifying deeply with the roles we play
Posturing helplessly in pleasure and pain

Conspiring through lines of the act
Falling in and out of love at the drop of a hat
Helplessly and inexorably carried upon
Shifting colors and changing forms

There is the you and here is the me

For a moment we put our masks aside
No roles to play, eyes open wide
In unashamed nakedness we rest a bit
With relief, from this endless skit

Peering through clear eyes, it seems
That I am you and you are me
For under these guises, you see
We have been in love for an eternity

There is the me and here is the me

These roles we play oh so well
Serve only to bring us to this place
Where it is safe to step behind the veil
So we may forever rest in divine grace

Until that time, my ally and guide
We’ll fall in love one day and out the next
Even as we learn to set our garbs aside
And return to where we never left

Only You

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Do you remember the time when
Desires drove a lifetime again?
For fame, wealth, friends; above all
For love and things, big and small

And then you came storming in
Even as your bounty came pouring down
Things I had desired and so much more
But they lost their luster and mattered no more.

For, once your presence is deeply felt
What can matter ever at all?
Prepared to have, at any cost
This communion to last and last..

And so it has come to pass
What is mine and what is yours?
The wealth and friends and love and fame
Are they not merely your playful game?

And so now our roles are reversed
How farcical it is Keshava!
For this life and purpose are solely defined
By giving you that which only seems mine.

I give you my mind, my heart, my soul
My life, my work, and all of my goals
I offer up my limitations and pain
Suffering and strife, again and again.

Take this bliss and this ecstasy too
Confusion and tendencies, those in your view
Possessions in sheaths that are unseen
And elusive strings that remain concealed.

Take even this longing for you
(And any pride of giving it all)
Let me want nothing but you
Forever and always, my Beloved in blue.

Discovery

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So it was that I sought peace
Peace arose in waves in me
And then I was with that peace
Until I found I was the peace.

Then I chased inner bliss
It surfaced from a well deep within
And then I was with that bliss
Until I found I was the bliss.

As I wandered looking for love
It gushed forth from my own heart
And then I was with that love
Until I found I was the love.

As I raced fervently to get “there”
The there morphed into the “here”
And then I was in the here
Until I found I was the here.

As I longed for redemption to come
The future stood still as the now
And so I was in the now
Until I found I was the now.

Thus I searched the world for God
But God was found hiding in me
And so I was with God
Until I found that I am God.

Love

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Countless moments have come to pass
Musing over concepts of love
Drawn on prevalent culture and norm
Love was given shape and form

True love was first set ablaze
In a newborn’s steady gaze
Her smile, cry, and humble needs
Replacing ideas that grew as weeds

It was the inward draw into Being
That set love free from ideas and things
To gush forth in an outward flow
Of her own accord, brightly aglow

Like water with no shape to claim
Taking the form of the pot it fills
Love flows through to one and all
Asserting in all ways, big and small

Here she flows as beloved mate
There befitting the smitten mother
Here again, as tender daughter
Fluid there as soulful comrade

Finding ways to serve and give
The only way that love can live
Not wanting a reward or fee
Fulfilled at last in being free

Powerful is she in wanting to flow
Outward bound from an inward goal
Forceful like a waterfall, abounding
Past the mind is love found blooming

Prayer

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How fickle is this mind, my Lord
That even in Thy divine presence
It cannot rest for long in peace?

How strong is this I-sense, Krishna
That while knowing to be the non-doer
It continues to assert it’s separateness?

How feeble is this heart, my Beloved
That while seeing the futility of seeking
It continues it’s search here and there?

How shaky is this faith, O Bhagavan
That knowing impermanence to be Truth
It is driven to question Thy Divine Will?

What can I ask of You, my Keshava?
For You are the very Source of asking.
Yet I plead and beg of Thee..

Give me rock-like steady faith
Such that through thick and thin
It wavers not like a flame in the wind

Give me such one-pointedness
That in every in and out breath
You consume my very heart and head

Devour me in Your blinding light
So that all remnants of I and mine
Burn to embers and ashes fine

May I see Your form in all forms
Hear Your Name in all names
And feel Your essence in all things

I beseech You, my divine Beloved
Even while it is plain to see
You are the cause of this angst and joy,
Which is but Your playful glee.

Homage to the Andes

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Towering peaks as far as eyes can roam
Dignified against skies of blue and gold
In the emanating stillness of Shiva,
Shakti dances in Her myriad forms.
United, they reverberate the Cosmic Aum.

My head bows in deep reverence,
Even as my eyes lift in awe and wonder.
My heart swells with Supreme joy,
And cells vibrate with blissful ecstasy.

Humbled to have touched Your sacred soil,
Rested from Your magnetic embrace,
I will carry Your essence forever
As I hope to return once again;
To where perfect stillness and movement unite,
As eternal communion of Father and Mother divine.

The Key

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The one I was searching for,
Is lending itself to sweet discovery;
Finding that the one that looked,
Was itself the goal and the journey.

Nothing new needed adding,
Nothing lessened by taking away;
Being has for an eternity been,
Waiting patiently to be seen.

Ever pure and ever loving,
Holding all in sacred embrace,
Being stands still and aware,
Letting the doer think and play.

This I am, this pure Being!
Not in the moment or in the now;
Forever at peace and divinely serene,
I am this moment and this now.

Past and future are but concepts,
As I revel as this pure Being.
Pain and joy color me not
As doing dissolves into being.

Allowing all to arise as they do,
Meeting the mystery of this now;
Seeing all this to be but me,
I remain forever untainted and free.

Breaking out of a prison at last,
I found it had always been unlocked.
For that elusive key had I searched,
When lo and behold, it was in me.

Dialogue with Forgiveness

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(The following arose from explorations in inquiry of the nature of forgiveness and it’s relationship to opening to one’s true nature. The process of this inquiry will be delved into in a later post. This lesson in forgiveness was a breakthrough, a simple, clear seeing of truth that arose after working on it for many months.  What remains when stuff is forgiven is love. And infinite peace.)

Forgiveness appeared in inner vision,
While resting in the fullness of silence.
Settling softly in misty presence,
“Ask anything,” she gently coaxed.

Bowing humbly to this divine being
“What is your nature?” I shyly asked.
“Please tell me your deepest secrets,
And why it is that I should know you.”

Throwing a beatific glance she began,
“What I am is like a two-way door,
That swings between Doing and Being
And holds the keys to peace and love.”

“From Doing you will stumble upon me.
As you strive to push your way through,
I will give in when you give up pushing,
And thus you will find yourself in Being.

From Being you will see me as well,
But only as a mirage in your own self
Hence through me you will find,
Love and peace have forever been here.

“How will you appear to me”, asked I
“Viewed thus through Being’s eye?”
“You will find me as perfection”, said she
“In all that has been and will ever be.”

“When you have found me in earnest,
You will be willing to have your heart broken
As many times as it is needed
To return to yourself as pristine Being.

You will find it could not have been,
Any different, from this eye of Being
Nothing is yours and can never be,
Knowing this you will return to Doing.

Passing through me yet again,
Doing, for you, will be forever changed.
And I as the mirage will here cease,
Never to appear in Doing or Being.”

As I bowed low, she rose again,
Her laughter dissolved in fragrant mist.
The door that was just thus seen,
Melted away in the vastness of Being.