My dear Ones,
There are times when I seem to be not quite of this world. In seeking to serve God and Gurus, I am finding They take me on diverse roads of Their own making. This poem below expresses some of what I experience, and what I most fervently want–that we all share in this heavenly kingdom that Mother, Master, Jesus, Babaji, and all great masters have all come to inspire us to seek by sharing their Light with us. Even though I am not giving a Talk this morning, know that I am with you in Spirit, and like the mariner in harbor who feels the power of the ebbing tide and first senses the wind that will fill his sails, so am I pulled out to the ocean of infinite bliss.
Spirit Calls
I soar upon wings of bliss;
Circumferenced never,
Open, clear, expansive, and joyful–
Oh what remarkable freedom is mine!
It is the bliss long-sought, a freedom hard-won.
How many years in the making?
How many tears shed in sorrow?
Only to discover the keys to freedom
were in my hands all the time!
Now I soar and soar and soar.
Sometimes my feet touch the ground,
Other times I am born of the air–
No tethers, no gravity, and no limits.
Whether of the earth or of the air
I serve the Infinite One–
And with fire He scorches,
Removing ignorance from this world.
Dear ones, let us soar together;
Successfully fighting the worldly-gravity that binds,
And be as one with our Infinite Beloved.
For even now, the Song of Spirit is calling to us all.