Silence is Near

I hear the birds and the rain
I feel the tightness in my belly
I try to leave out the story
Silence is close by

I feel a pulling at my chest
It is familiar
I feel it without the story
Silence is close by

Emotions want to spill over
Into an endless stream of pollution
But I breath
Making an effort to be in it
Silence is close by

I still hear the rain
I feel the pen in my hands
A loosening in my belly
Silence is becoming a part of me.

Received by Stephanie Sarasvati  7/25/2011

Moving into Being

The wind passes through the leaves

Leaving the sound of rustled movement

and as the wind passes through 

It leaves behind a stillness

As this ebb and flow of movement to stillness

Ignites the cycles of life in all its seasons weathers and forms

And through this cycle ignites the cycles in me

Making me aware of what is 

As moments fleet to other moments

As Emotions pass through this body of mine

Leaving the sounds of pain, sadness, joy, and love

As these emotions pass through me

Afterwards, it leaves behind a stillness

Only to awaken if I choose to see

Bringing in the stillness to all the emotions that lie in me

The ebb and flow of life moving through me

Returning to consciousness again and again

Being moved with my emotions

Returning to that place inside me

That is still, soft, awake

Where the emptiness of words allows me to experience

What IS

Wishing for the crystallization of this place in me

Being- the anchor 

To all of life in me

All its movements

So that it flows like a dance

Like the leaves in wind

Moving and returning

And the being carrying the space for all its movements

Whenever we feel the being and air again.

Received by Stephanie Sarasvati

Synopsis:  In my own self evolution, it resonates in my being that life carries all its fragrances, some bitter some sweet.   My life's aim is to return over and over again to that place that is my own presence.  I practice in my own life - trials and tribulations -  how to return to that place -  to eventually being able to contain all the weathers of my human existence - so that I may live and love and BE with them all - in consciousness -  in presence.  This is my Aim.