SINGULAR VICISSITUDE "...breathing into the Core..." "...this delicious substance..." June 14, 2020

THE SINGULAR VICISSITUDE NOW REQUIRED/TOLERATED
IS WITHIN THIS CONSCIOUSNESS AND LIFE
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LOOSING ORIGIN’S CORE OF SOUL TO OVERFLOW…
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AN UNFETTERED SOUL MEETS ALL WITH EQUANIMITY
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PRIMORDIAL INTEGRITY
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4:09 AM-6/14/20

The Abode at the Core of Her Being...

The Unamable suddenly moves in Her,
felt from the very core of Her being,
pulling Her awareness inward from the chaos
of the world trance.​

Energy currents surge through Her Body
opening an internal space,
unlocking an inner door,
to the deeper "Abode at the Core of Her Being."​

She enters...
breathing into the Core,
in deep gratitude...

She asks - "What do I need to "see" here?


A silent whisper replies:

"Abide at the Core of your Being."

Peace suffuses the very core of Her Body.
She settles into the timeless Quiet...
the healing balm for a restless mind,
in a troubled culture...

Finally, after years of meandering,
She's at home in Herself - Her True Abode -
Her Being.

Not needing to find a truer Self -
a "spiritual" Self - a Higher Self...

Just being Herself...

Accepting Her flow with life,
as it is...
Open to the movement of the Universe.


Mystic Meandering
June 4, 2020
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​​All Photos Above from:  June 14, 2019  
SMILED CONDITION  PRIMORDIAL SILENCE     June 14, 2019                               "...an unexpected visitor."                "There are no frames for the soul."
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​AFTERNOON

the jar i am becoming

The sky-wheel turns us into dawn
and fills creation again with color.

Let it be our weakness, this thirst-love
for the world, the sun coming up
like red-gold being poured!​

The potter's wheel moves,
and shapes change quickly.

​Let the jar I am becoming
turn into a wine cup.
Fill me with your love
for being awake.

I'm no hypocrite renunciate.
Call me this delicious substance
you taste when you create new beauty.

Be strong, Hafiz!
Work here inside time,
where we fail, catch hold
again, and climb.


~ Hafiz
from The Hand of Poetry
translation by Inayat Khan and Coleman Barks

https://beautywelove.blogspot.com/2010/06/sky-wheel-turns-us-into-dawn.html

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All Afternoon  Photos Above from:  June 14, 2018  
GRACEOPATHY OF ‘THE CALL’  "Meet us in the air..."                                                     "...unborn, undying, one with the All."         June 14, 2018
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