Mike

My neighbor makes me smile.
I remember in the beginning when I'd knock at his door, and he'd come out with only his underwear on..
and my mouth was wide open and I was a bit surprised and confused,
that this 70 year old man,
has nothing to lose..
no feelings of embarrassment or fear i sensed from this man. He seemed so comfortable, so at ease..
& then I'd smile because it was kinda funny & cute..
Then I got used to it, year after year...

But it was so funny how this lady that brings him food on Tuesdays from meals on wheels knocked on his door, while I watched from the other side of the yard...
He came out in the same old way, wearing only underwear & socks and the look on her face,
made me intensely laugh...
It made my day although she was still in shock.
I had the same faith, that she too will eventually get used to it
& laugh.

He's so funny, sometimes he listens to his music for hours while the dog lies over his stomach & grouls...because she saw a cat then starts to bark but Mike is still sleeping, & I'm just smiling at this spectacle of daily life,
thats so comical to me.
Perhaps it reminds me of when he was asleep,
& someone put a cat nibble over his stomach, & the cat started eating while over his stomach, as he slept, his glasses were crooked while he snored, & the cat all the while was getting fed, another nibble of food.. Mike is a good sport, he knew he wasnt being ridiculed, because when he awakened he also laughed.

Mike, ur very sweet, the dad you are to these dogs, make you a king.
For a king is 1 who takes care of his community, & Mike's community are his dogs, which he loves like most others would never dream of.

I am so grateful for your funny ways,
the way you do things,
make me smile everyday..
Offcourse there's nuissances
but in all I love u in every way.

Minnie

Minnie
Pretty dog
but is that all you are made of?
No,not at all,
it is just the outer dimension.
Your beauty, your looks
is just your skin,
aloof we are when all we look
at is the superficial layer, we're not saints
but when I hold you in my arms and you cuddle with me and soak my heart,
and when you're cute and find a loaf of bread and carry it delightfully on your mouth,
but you were fed..
I think as I see you drool,
you always are ready to have some extra food.
You are smart, you make me laugh,
you are sweet, the sweetest actually,
gentle, loving, but sometimes sad.
Sometimes I see you sad when you whine for no reason, people may say you're very needy but I know you have your reasons.
you were abandoned by 3 families before,
you're used to being thrown out, when you're not wanted anymore.
You finally found a home and here you are to stay,
forever you are loved here,
on any given day.
Sugar spice, Sweet lullaby,
girl who dances in the ocean,
runner of the sand, lover and a fan
of the people who love you most.
You look at us with such love and devotion, and I am thankful
to have you too.
You are my best doggie friend.
I love you Minnie.
I Love u.

I love you

I hold you in my love
I carry you in my arms
I feel your heart, I feel your soul
I feel your essence within my soul
For your soul is my soul,
and this essence is one
One light, one light
and together the light becomes stronger
and magnified,
You help me to shine
I help you to shine
even though it feels like you are centered most of the time,
I see the sharing in our love.
I see the depths and kindness in our love.
And it flows and it beams.
In us there is no extreme,
just a tenderness,
a tender heart.
In us there's compassion,
we always give a willing part.

Life makes it more fascinating to me
when you are part of we.
I love you mercifully.

its ok, everything is okay in this moment. this moment carries a new breath. every moment carries a new breath. can u feel it? can u feel the essence of love thru ur breath? can u feel this support from beyond this world guiding you-never leaving u alone-even though sometimes it doesn't feels like its so-for when deep in our minds or habits nothing ever feels like silence.
when in our thoughts that race so fast, how could we even feel the treasure inside that always lasts.

but that still doesn't make it that we are alone. there's always a treasure in the heart, that's truly who we really are.
and when we come back to this place, we touch back to peace within our space, and then everything can be confronted with more ease.
Let love in, please.
U can do it, for its who u truly are.

never forget your origin.
never lose touch to what you have within-that star that sparks the room.
just open the doors and windows, and you shall see the glow that feels like sunshine.
don't just believe it, experience it.

just like the glow in a baby's eyes, it's like that because there is no mind, occupying his face, no fears filling up walls, its only love that is embraced.
and just seeing that little baby smile fills the room with treasures, he sparks our heart and sparks our eyes, and then our heart feels this warmth.
and without even knowing it, we connected deep within and beyond.

once connected. then eventually we became lost and disconnected, to eventually come back home. we eventually, when really ready, do come back home.

It feels like a re-run, I Get lost, I wake up, I get lost, I wake up again, at least it's better than before where I would be lost again and again. Times are changing, life is asking us to wake up in fast intervals, and it can be very frustrating -this massive awakening, that forces us to finally deal with our wounds, whereas before we tucked it away deep beneath the covers so we won't feel the storm.
But now it's different, everything's changed, things have less meaning, it is essence within that only remains.
I wake up, pack a lunch, but before it all, I feel the love. And if I don't because Im worried, or stressed, or fearful, or lost or hurried, I scan within. I look, I stop, I stop whatever but look within, and watch. I become more accepting of seeing what is. I'm no longer threatened, nor no longer get so mad that Im feeling this tense. I know its not me all these feelings, all these things. I know its just human tendencies, human behaviors, human pain. It's nothing personal, this tension inside the cup. All I can do is bring awareness in and awareness turns into love. When love is in the background of whatever I ever do, everything else melts into the love, it is its origin, it is the only thing that's true. Bring love in, bring it close, feel the aliveness in the hands and even in the feet or just the toes. Feel the tingling and the warmth as both hands almost touch, feel it everywhere and breathe slow, don't worry, all this is a show. Come back to love, its okay, to come back home.

New day and new ways of spending it. Things seem to have a different perspective when the day involves going to a funeral. Gosh, how we take people for granted sometimes. One day unexpectedly they go. Sometimes the only goodbye we have is seeing their body passing by in a casket with designs, that are filled with religious symbols, if that.. But today he soul was alive as day and amazed I felt her as I prayed. Oh the tears and fears and sadness and years of remembering her face, the cute and happy one that brought us smiles and cookies, Oh.. we embraced
her fully and now swept away to our unknown, a mysterious peek of nature while we slowly mourn. For some of us the afterdeath is not even a mystery for we lived it ourselves, if only but for a glimpse until our soul knew we had to come back to this shell, this body, this instrument, that's handy, this vehicle that can love, that can hate, that can stunn humanity at whole, from good to bad to none- our actions of many, can inspire, transform, or cause petty. Our actions can be kind, or malcicious, or bind us to tormented habits that wastes a precious moment, because of rage.
But when a passing like this comes to our life, we start to wonder how sacred is life. We start instrospecting and discover new ways to be more patient, to have more fun and play.
In the end we are not our habits or what we do, they are just experiences that could potentially possess us if we're not centered and true to our connection to our deeper being. When this light is felt, all else is transient, and meedleling.. Im making up that word, to me it means "back and forth". Duality is ongoing and unstable, but there's something deeper thats not. My friend is feeling this divinity now as we speak, her soul has been lifted, her light is all she can be. She probably is near her daughter

from tragedy to peace

Its amazing to hear how there were some people in the concentration camps who completely got in touch with peace in the midst of hell. As I was listening to Eckhart he mentioned how Jesus did the same thing. How inspiring that if others can completely go deeply within, we can too. Some traumas are unbearable, truly unbearable, and then things keep happening to bring out the tragedy more and more, in different ways, unexpectedly, and each time its so, we fall... deep into that hole. But Im finding myself coming out,lifting myself up from the ground, and I guess in each challenge that arises, a fruitfilled lesson is here in disguises, that asks us to live, and surrender to the past, and be, the life we really are. We are not the story, but this magical star, this bright filled star that lights the room and heart. Everything on the surface seems like its so important, it beams
for our attention, extremes of
unaffection or severe
culminations of fear and violations of space and respect- the exterior can be such a threat.
Our safety can be in despair, we can lose trust, our body, or be without air.
What can happen on the surface can be truly insane,
but what if it is all a play, & we are actors today, could we take life less seriously and play? & if we lose to monopoly we still feel okay.
All that's forever is the inside of the heart, that warm loving feeling, that helps us to laugh, the sweet love w/in that gives us a glow, the kindness within, the spark, the old friend that looks at us softly, w/compassion, & warmly reminds us its all okay, when we're suffering on a particular day. Its that gentle soul within, that knows nothing more than surrendering and saying yes to what is now & making the most of it somehow.
Can we truly come back home (regardless of the hurt)?
Hurt eases when the story ceases.