A light flashes before me
A light that pierces through the clouds
Reminding me -
Within the darkness
The light can still shine through
...
A little later on,
The clouds reach over the whole sky
As I see it,
Yet what I see is a small dimension of the whole
For the sun still shines it's light behind the clouds
The seed of light is always in me
The sun keeps shining
Even when the clouds hide from my outer view
While the clouds cross over the sky
It leaves me with a gentle cool breeze
A refreshing caress over my skin
...
I awaken
Not only to the light of the sun
But the gifts of the clouds.
Recieved by Stephanie Sarasvati 11/29/2011
Synopsis:
As I sat by the water by the beach yesterday, there was a moment when the sun peaked its face out to greet me. It was glorious. Then the clouds came by in full force, and sitting there as present as I could be, I felt the breeze, cool, refreshing, a gift. I felt as though the the Mother Earth was trying to remind me that our gifts don't just come from the light, but from the dark moments in our lives. This is a great reminder. When the moments are tough, remembering there are gifts in them, we just have to open ourselves up to them.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
A Timeless Moment
I take several full breaths
Allowing my inner and outer world to connect
I awaken my senses-
to feel the aliveness of this moment
Slow and steady
No need to rush
Even to write all this down
My connection to the present moment
To my breath
To the conscious awakening of my senses
Bringing me into my self
As I embrace my oneness
My connection with life
I let the sounds of nature
Sing to me
The delicate raindrops
That touch upon the roof of my car
As if this symbolizes
Nature touching the crown of my being
Cleansing the car that I sit in
Cleansing the ego of my mind
So that I may be where life is
In this sweet moment
In moments that arise in me
The thought of rushing to put these words down
At first, clearly uninvited
and then...
I now invite them into my state of allowing
I breath, I see, I hear, I observe
All that flows around me-
and in me
I hear the occasional wave crash against the shore
And see it dissolving back into the source of its whole
With this,
The Earth's essence speaks to me
Hear the thoughts that crash against your source
And as you see them,
they dissolve back to its source
The one who carries the space for them
As the ocean carries the space for the waves to crash upon the shore
As I open my eyes
And I listen with my ears
I open my senses
to the wisdom of our Sweet Mother Earth
And as she talks,
I listen
And I see the reflections she offers to me
When I am open
Is when I can see
The bell of consciousness
Awakens me from my dreams
Remembering my connections-
and reflections
To life in me-
and around me.
Received By Stephanie Sarasvati 11/22/2011
Synopsis: I caught an eternal glimpse of presence. A story of this encounter.
Allowing my inner and outer world to connect
I awaken my senses-
to feel the aliveness of this moment
Slow and steady
No need to rush
Even to write all this down
My connection to the present moment
To my breath
To the conscious awakening of my senses
Bringing me into my self
As I embrace my oneness
My connection with life
I let the sounds of nature
Sing to me
The delicate raindrops
That touch upon the roof of my car
As if this symbolizes
Nature touching the crown of my being
Cleansing the car that I sit in
Cleansing the ego of my mind
So that I may be where life is
In this sweet moment
In moments that arise in me
The thought of rushing to put these words down
At first, clearly uninvited
and then...
I now invite them into my state of allowing
I breath, I see, I hear, I observe
All that flows around me-
and in me
I hear the occasional wave crash against the shore
And see it dissolving back into the source of its whole
With this,
The Earth's essence speaks to me
Hear the thoughts that crash against your source
And as you see them,
they dissolve back to its source
The one who carries the space for them
As the ocean carries the space for the waves to crash upon the shore
As I open my eyes
And I listen with my ears
I open my senses
to the wisdom of our Sweet Mother Earth
And as she talks,
I listen
And I see the reflections she offers to me
When I am open
Is when I can see
The bell of consciousness
Awakens me from my dreams
Remembering my connections-
and reflections
To life in me-
and around me.
Received By Stephanie Sarasvati 11/22/2011
Synopsis: I caught an eternal glimpse of presence. A story of this encounter.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
We Are Enough
I want to be more
I want to be famous
There is something in me-
that feels that I am not enough
I have that old thought pattern in my head
I must be famous to be successful
I have to reach millions
Bigger - better
...all along
At the very essence
I feel that I am not enough
Reaching and wanting more
So today...
I admit this phantom thought-
that has lurked behind the scenes
Right now, I embrace
and see how this gets in my way-
in my way for feeling complete
From this struggle that has shown itself in me
Has arisen compassion and understanding
For I now feel for the human race
For thousands of years
We have felt that we are never enough
Wanting more, something else is better, something bigger then...
me
As I strive to remember my self,
I will practice
Being in this moment
Is enough
I am enough
You are enough
We are enough
I am
You are
We are.
Received by Stephanie Sarasvati 11/8/2011
Synopsis:
Another poem inspired by the interview of Echart Tolle's Even the Sun will Die. This has been a huge realization for me, because for quite sometime I have felt that there is something more for me... a feeling of not satisfied, a feeling of incompleteness. I had to first really admit the egoic thoughts that have lingered for some time... wanting to be famous, reach more and more people. Right now I have the grace of reaching lots of people, and it is enough. I had to really look and see, I was and still sometimes not satisfied with where I am. Not complete, there is more... So today I of course would love to reach more and more people, but I am satisfied for I am and I am living my life's purpose. I am complete with where I am, and what I am doing. I am at peace.
This has also helped me have a lot more compassion for others, because I understand on a deeper level how that struggle that has plagued us for thousands of years. So instead of judging where most of humanity struggles, I see it in me, and I understand.
I want to be famous
There is something in me-
that feels that I am not enough
I have that old thought pattern in my head
I must be famous to be successful
I have to reach millions
Bigger - better
...all along
At the very essence
I feel that I am not enough
Reaching and wanting more
So today...
I admit this phantom thought-
that has lurked behind the scenes
Right now, I embrace
and see how this gets in my way-
in my way for feeling complete
From this struggle that has shown itself in me
Has arisen compassion and understanding
For I now feel for the human race
For thousands of years
We have felt that we are never enough
Wanting more, something else is better, something bigger then...
me
As I strive to remember my self,
I will practice
Being in this moment
Is enough
I am enough
You are enough
We are enough
I am
You are
We are.
Received by Stephanie Sarasvati 11/8/2011
Synopsis:
Another poem inspired by the interview of Echart Tolle's Even the Sun will Die. This has been a huge realization for me, because for quite sometime I have felt that there is something more for me... a feeling of not satisfied, a feeling of incompleteness. I had to first really admit the egoic thoughts that have lingered for some time... wanting to be famous, reach more and more people. Right now I have the grace of reaching lots of people, and it is enough. I had to really look and see, I was and still sometimes not satisfied with where I am. Not complete, there is more... So today I of course would love to reach more and more people, but I am satisfied for I am and I am living my life's purpose. I am complete with where I am, and what I am doing. I am at peace.
This has also helped me have a lot more compassion for others, because I understand on a deeper level how that struggle that has plagued us for thousands of years. So instead of judging where most of humanity struggles, I see it in me, and I understand.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Existence IS
There is a vastness that exists before me
and when I can reach the place where no mind dwells
I can feel it
Experience it
Without a label
Without a word
I can walk with my feet and my legs
Fully in a state of resting walk
Resting my muscles
Resting my mind
I can sit in the middle of a forest of woods
And admire in my no mind world
The life that moves around me
and through me
Resting in a place inside
Where there are no words to name
No words in my brain
A place exists where there IS
No where to go
Nothing to change
Nothing to add
It is just here with my breath
This is where existence IS.
Recieved by Stephanie Sarasvati 11/8/11
Synopsis: This poem is inspired by the interview with Echart Tolle - Even the Sun Will Die. Reminding myself by remembering that with a no thinking mind, I can experience existence. Throughout the day today after listening to this interview, I was reminded again and again of who I am beyond thought beyond form. One second of a quiet mind is eternal and it is this kind of moment that is fulfilling.
and when I can reach the place where no mind dwells
I can feel it
Experience it
Without a label
Without a word
I can walk with my feet and my legs
Fully in a state of resting walk
Resting my muscles
Resting my mind
I can sit in the middle of a forest of woods
And admire in my no mind world
The life that moves around me
and through me
Resting in a place inside
Where there are no words to name
No words in my brain
A place exists where there IS
No where to go
Nothing to change
Nothing to add
It is just here with my breath
This is where existence IS.
Recieved by Stephanie Sarasvati 11/8/11
Synopsis: This poem is inspired by the interview with Echart Tolle - Even the Sun Will Die. Reminding myself by remembering that with a no thinking mind, I can experience existence. Throughout the day today after listening to this interview, I was reminded again and again of who I am beyond thought beyond form. One second of a quiet mind is eternal and it is this kind of moment that is fulfilling.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Our Many Colors
Is the winter coming early?
Go in, retreat, renew?
I feel its time to surrender to the impulse within
And be with this place.
I am at a crossroads
Yet I am not sure where
In a cloudy space of existence
where my mind is pouring into the sounds
that are fading and dimming
like the numbness on a shock filling day
Maybe the power of mourning surges within
Enough figuring out
Let it all in
without knowing
without contemplating
Letting the field of emotions be
as the colors be
on a fall windy day
Never questioning the colors
Allowing the variety to set in.
Received by Stephanie Sarasvati 11/6/2011
Synopsis:
Working with the emotions and not labeling them as good or bad. Allowing without the mind adding to each emotion. I also write this poem to remind myself to give myself space to feel. When challenges arise, it is easy for me to numb out somehow. This is my reminder. Maybe it can be yours too. :)
Go in, retreat, renew?
I feel its time to surrender to the impulse within
And be with this place.
I am at a crossroads
Yet I am not sure where
In a cloudy space of existence
where my mind is pouring into the sounds
that are fading and dimming
like the numbness on a shock filling day
Maybe the power of mourning surges within
Enough figuring out
Let it all in
without knowing
without contemplating
Letting the field of emotions be
as the colors be
on a fall windy day
Never questioning the colors
Allowing the variety to set in.
Received by Stephanie Sarasvati 11/6/2011
Synopsis:
Working with the emotions and not labeling them as good or bad. Allowing without the mind adding to each emotion. I also write this poem to remind myself to give myself space to feel. When challenges arise, it is easy for me to numb out somehow. This is my reminder. Maybe it can be yours too. :)
Friday, November 4, 2011
Clearing Facets
Sweet candles light the room
Am I here to smell them?
A miracle has occured within me
Am I here to witness my breath?
Sweet Jasmine flowers radiate this room
Am I here to see them?
These are the questions that reach into my being
Do I listen, do I see, am I here
And in the midst of a new form of turmoil
Do I listen to the inner knowing?
Do I hear that inner breath?
Do I see the vast beauty in all the ranges of emotions
that envelop this body?
I am awake to this
Yet I react
I guess I am at the step of observing the melodies
That come into being
I see that the lessons are before me
Challenging at times
But these are what come in the way of my consciousness
I see the inner workings at play
Listen, feel, learn
My obstacles are a gift
Helping me to remember
what stands in my way
I offer them love and patience
My senses are awakening today.
Recieved by Stephanie Sarasvati 11/4/2011
Synopsis: After coming into a challenge today, I felt what my consciousness wanted to bring forth. Yet even though I heard and practiced some of it (like breathing and observing) I still reacted. Today I feel empowered because I am thankful for this challenge. It is something that gets in the way of my presence. As I learn, and experience, I evolve my spirit into a clearer portal of consciousness. Isn't that what life is about?
Am I here to smell them?
A miracle has occured within me
Am I here to witness my breath?
Sweet Jasmine flowers radiate this room
Am I here to see them?
These are the questions that reach into my being
Do I listen, do I see, am I here
And in the midst of a new form of turmoil
Do I listen to the inner knowing?
Do I hear that inner breath?
Do I see the vast beauty in all the ranges of emotions
that envelop this body?
I am awake to this
Yet I react
I guess I am at the step of observing the melodies
That come into being
I see that the lessons are before me
Challenging at times
But these are what come in the way of my consciousness
I see the inner workings at play
Listen, feel, learn
My obstacles are a gift
Helping me to remember
what stands in my way
I offer them love and patience
My senses are awakening today.
Recieved by Stephanie Sarasvati 11/4/2011
Synopsis: After coming into a challenge today, I felt what my consciousness wanted to bring forth. Yet even though I heard and practiced some of it (like breathing and observing) I still reacted. Today I feel empowered because I am thankful for this challenge. It is something that gets in the way of my presence. As I learn, and experience, I evolve my spirit into a clearer portal of consciousness. Isn't that what life is about?
Thursday, November 3, 2011
A Letter to My Ancestors
A soul enters this body
with an ocean of awareness
a vast sea of emotions
Waves of pleasure and pain
Sensing the feelings
of others,
of I
In this vast dwelling on Earth
Ancestors, help me remember
The pleasure and the pain
For I have dwelled here
And am here now
Awake
and often asleep
and often seeing the sleep
I have a debt to the ancestry before me
I have remembered your pain
I see it and feel it
But now sweet ones,
It is time to celebrate your beauty,
your wisdom,
your love,
And bring it
to this new day
I awaken to the joys before me
I awaken to the love before me
I awaken your kinship with the Earth
and I celebrate
For all has happened beyond the knowing
of that who is me
And I ask that you celebrate with me
For you and me are we.
Written by Stephanie Sarasvati 11/3/2011
Synopsis:
Many times I feel like I see through the eyes of my indigenous ancestors. Many times I identify more with the pain that has happened through their eyes. I want to now remember their pain, but most of all celebrate their gifts to the world. This poem is a letter to my ancestors, with a message of healing, a message of joy, a message of celebration for their lives and mine. For I may not understand the whole picture of how or why things are the way they are, but I can remember their, our beauty, the gifts that they have bestowed upon the world.
with an ocean of awareness
a vast sea of emotions
Waves of pleasure and pain
Sensing the feelings
of others,
of I
In this vast dwelling on Earth
Ancestors, help me remember
The pleasure and the pain
For I have dwelled here
And am here now
Awake
and often asleep
and often seeing the sleep
I have a debt to the ancestry before me
I have remembered your pain
I see it and feel it
But now sweet ones,
It is time to celebrate your beauty,
your wisdom,
your love,
And bring it
to this new day
I awaken to the joys before me
I awaken to the love before me
I awaken your kinship with the Earth
and I celebrate
For all has happened beyond the knowing
of that who is me
And I ask that you celebrate with me
For you and me are we.
Written by Stephanie Sarasvati 11/3/2011
Synopsis:
Many times I feel like I see through the eyes of my indigenous ancestors. Many times I identify more with the pain that has happened through their eyes. I want to now remember their pain, but most of all celebrate their gifts to the world. This poem is a letter to my ancestors, with a message of healing, a message of joy, a message of celebration for their lives and mine. For I may not understand the whole picture of how or why things are the way they are, but I can remember their, our beauty, the gifts that they have bestowed upon the world.
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