Oh Lavender fields,
Your purple brings bliss to my eyes;
The bees and butterflies,
Love you as I do.

The heat of the heart,
Burns in the hands of Love.

The one that chooses is free;
The one that resists is not.

From my own self-inquiry, I discovered this truth. Somehow, resistance is a phantom made up of its own energy, with no ‘one’ to be the source of the resistance. This is tremendously freeing, because it means that if ever I am having the experience of resistance (and if I’m watching closely it happens an enormous amount of the time), I can simply see that this resistance is not me, and get on with whatever I am intending to do. This is discipline and the development of willpower - that power to continue with what we intend to do even as feelings of the opposite come up or we are distracted by other thoughts.

To be able to choose whether to listen to resistance or to continue regardless of it is freedom. There lies the power to overcome our fears and live the life of our wildest dreams. Dream well, and don’t take no for an answer.

Rapturous Love,
Be now the blessings of the warmth and the fire.
Consume all deception,
Cleanse my perception,
Reach into dark spaces,
And light them with Joy.

Your true essence knows only Love. As you connect more with it, wave upon wave of Love and Joy will flow through you. Like a fire, each flicker builds upon the next, into flame and blazing larger and larger. To know how far that fire might spread, and just how purifying it might be, it must be experienced directly. Welcome it. Welcome it.

“Drop the shield that protects me from you.”

Putting up walls seems prudent, when we’re barraged with negative influence day after day. And yet, how do we think about people when we put up these walls? Perhaps we are disgusted, and so put up the walls to create some distance and separateness. Often we are coming from a place of judgement.

There is another way. If we make a conscious choice to drop the walls and be open, we may experience people and events in a new light. We may welcome them with compassion, and realize that the apparent negativity we felt was our mind, projecting.

Satsang,
A place to spill forth,
Question upon question,
Until questioning ends.

“The greatest gift you can give the world is the permission to be who you really are.”

If you are disempowered, you cannot be of fullest use to the world or others. If you are resisting who you are you cannot make the best use of the gifts innate in you. Being yourself means you will be happy, inspired and beautiful, and that is just what the world needs. Being yourself is not just self-serving, it is serving the world.

Say it now and mean it:

“I give myself permission to be who I really am.”