how could it come to pass that halfway
through my sixty-eighth orbit of the sun
would find me?
how, when I was without need
or hunger or even a shy dream that
might find me?
perhaps Love, like me, is a homeless vagrant;
like a mysterious night moth,
It seeks out the empty, glowing
and quietly moves in
Love’s the ultimate sly squatter
~ miriam louisa
Oh my goodness!! How beautiful this is!! Miriam, this poem spoke right to my heart and I am so moved….. Thank you!
Dear Susan – thank you for your open heart! Your beautiful poetry has the same effect on me.
In gratitude and love ~ ml
Dang! Love beat me to it…had me One up on the way to slink right past time/space into and ‘as’ the Heart of Dearest ML….♥
Oh love-ly Leslie, you already have such a treasured placeless place in and ‘as’ this Heart!!!
Thanks, and love always ~ ml
I am happy for you.
@clareflourish – so kind!
Thank you dearheart.
Ahhhhh. Such sweetness. Gives me hope. Blessings to you and Love, Miriam.
Thank you dearest Ellen. May you dance your way into the sweetness that has no opposite!
In love, always ~ ml
Beautiful, Miriam. Thank you.
Simply bowing. Thank you dear Meg, your writing never fails to fill me up.
Love, always ~ ml
by Jennifer Welwood
Willing to experience aloneness,
I discover connection everywhere;
Turning to face my fear,
I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss,
I gain the embrace of the universe;
Surrendering into emptiness,
I find fullness without end.
Each condition I flee from pursues me,
Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed
Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the one who has made it so,
Who has crafted this Master Game.
To play it is purest delight;
To honor its form–true devotion.
Dearest Rashani – thank you for this exquisite poem/teaching from Jennifer Welwood.
Readers might be interested to meet more of Jennifer’s poetry at these two sites:
In loving “fullness without end” ~ ml
So wonderful. So sweet. I am moved and quite joyous for such an opportunity–for your sharing of boundless love.
It won’t sit still, won’t behave for one minute, dearest Katherine!!! It demands to be expressed. I’m a puppet in its Game – just like You, sweet joyous You.
In delight ~ ml
Why is it that when your posts speak of love, or suffering, or any other sentiment (such as fear), all women beings respond immediately, but when they are mostly metaphysical they remain silent? (we hadn’t heard from Leslie for a while).
Alright, alright, love is love and beauty is beauty, they are both the same (ananda)… strings of melody, music to one’s ears and heart… and who does not like or respond to music and dance?
Above the unity of being is the union of love.
Love is the meaning and purpose of duality.
~ Nisargadatta Maharaj
Perhaps this explains our hunger for the love that knows no opposite? Perhaps “women beings” are more transparent to that hunger?
What about you, dear AM?
In ananda ~ ml
Beyond all dogma,
this dharma of human love!
Looking at my life
I see that only Love
Has been my soul’s companion
From deep inside
My soul cries out:
Do not wait, surrender
For the sake of Love.
Dear Mudita – I am humbled by the bouquet of exquisite poems you have delivered to my little blog!
Some I will share, and some I will hold close to my heart….
In gratitude, love and joy
~ miriam louisa
Reason has no way to say
its love. Only love opens
If you want
to be more alive, love
is the truest health.