It can be as simple as taking a 1-minute Pause---but the effects and affects can be simply miraculous.
And, contrary to what many believe, it often doesn't mean that the dear Mind needs to become quiet: The vastness of Being is a witness to the busy mind. This is what we can notice, and become in tune and in harmony with.
In an instant.
And sometimes, that's all it takes to let a gentle alchemy take place that reverberates throughout our being, and allows us to relax into the Knowing guidance that comes from a Higher understanding, a deeper compassion, and broader perspective.
Some call this tuning in to a loving energy Presence, or God, or Higher Self... The list may indeed be endless.
This Loving Intelligence feels both "beyond" and "within", paradoxically.
May these poems support the reality of the tender guidance that always resides within. But perhaps in the beginning, we must each find our ways of creating space and opportunity for this "Tuning In".
Blessings on finding those specific ways that work for you: meditation, walks in nature; conscious breathing; one or five-minute Pauses throughout your day where you close your eyes and notice the calm Loving Witness that watches this grand adventure playing out in endless, precious forms.
I love you. You're doing great.
I try always to remember what
why the soul of This Being needs it.
But there is society, you know,
and there are responsibilities…
I walk in the Outer World and forget,
then walk in the Inner world and remember,
every thought form, every dream,
every feathered creature’s wing
This morning I don’t think I’ve seen anything more beautiful
than the birds, silhouetted by the steam rising from the rooftop,
the steam, silhouetted by the rising pines behind,
and the entire scene
so quietly divine.
Where God and I meet
Where the Beloved and I meet
Is where the whisper meets the ear
Is where the moonbeam meets the water
Is where The Dewdrop & The Bud
about which one of them is actually
is your True Nature.
You can be no other.
You exist outside of mind,
yet inside the universal womb.
Leave the mind behind,
until you are so sure you are the sun
that you name yourself
The Human weight is heavy
when you focus on It
But these words won’t make
any sense at all
until you try it...
It becomes a long, cold day
when we leave the Home,
moving out into the world,
first pausing to
Today I awakened quieter than God
and stretched my Self toward the sky
to caress the celestial bodies
Body of God
All night long
The Sun awaited my eyes
And now that they are upon Her
She rises, as Divined as every Siren, every Muse
Body of God
Even Ocean sways and rocks
in gentle wait for me to wake—
Even Silence awaits the awakening of my voice
to tenderly kiss Its body of sounds
The poems you've read here are available in the book, Home Remembers Me, a collection of over 90 poems written by Em Claire that support the journey of "a Spiritual being having a Human experience". Also available on audio as a double-CD set, read by the author.