Dear Whales

I've loved you for so long
A brilliance that awakens my heart
Your visits have surpassed the sacred
Your wisdom is beyond all I know
Yet I know
and love
A family of the deepest kind
and though -
Some of you have departed
May you bask in the love of beyond
May those that remain
Bask in that same love
and may we keep each other close
You the divine
You the sacred
Longing to be close
Yet all I have to do-
is look within my own heart
and you are there
You have always been

May these words linger in your hearts and beyond forever
Your friend of hearts
Sarasvati

A Conversation with the One

There are no words that clearly move me
Yet in this moment,
I wish to reach out
Even in my capability of openness
Nothing feels as though it could penetrate
Have you been there?

Miles and miles I've ran
Only to reach the same starting point
Many times I have dissolved into the oblivion of numbing
And again, I find myself at the same root of "this" existence

Waves come crashing in
And I ride them - most of the time
Unknowingly, without eyes
And I go on a trip that takes me far away-
to this place that I am at today

Ohhh God,
I want to do:
Maybe some yoga, meditate, play a game, eat, clean
Anything that will move me from where I am

Write, I write to you to help me
Intervene, so I can remember who I am
I know this is not me
Yet I am frustrated
For all that I do to remember
I do
I do
I do
I am tired of doing
Yet the gifts are there too
I want to surrender to being
Yet, it is not easy to do

I have done everything else-
with rigid applications
But to be,
Well...
Funny as it may be
This is where my soul wants to rest in
Yet the doer
The escaper
Who has been with me...
Well...
For a long time
Needs to re-learn how to be

Yet the child wants to be always happy, peaceful, in joy
Yet is there reality in those wishes?
Pain has always been a load heavy on my shoulders
A far off ride we have traveled together

Ohhhh, I guess my prayer can't be founds in words today
It is the experience in being that I am after

But I need help, maybe even soft intervention
Universe and Love
Haven't you seen my dedication-
despite all my efforts?

Written by Stephanie Sarasvati

Synopsis:
This is a personal conversation with the all knowing oneness, spirit, god, love.  Maybe you have found yourself there, maybe not...but those of us who have, maybe this can be your prayer too.
With love and honesty,
Sarasvati

Move Beyond the Law

Don't you know that it
is in us all?
It is so easy to side with the victim
To understand and feel
for them, us.

Yet the truth of the other side
The dark part, the "evil" part, the villian, the killer, the greedy and
the power hungry
Are all inside of us
We see a picture-
magnified a 100%
And we think "we are seperate from them"
Yet we carrry a percentage
No matter how large or small
And collectively bigger then that picture of greed we just saw
Ohhhh, you know
The 1%
How many times have we bought more then we really need?
More, more, more
More food, more money, more clothes.
It is a defect in the human race

We are at the core
Filled with the same condition
The list goes on and on
Yet to realize it all
Existing in us all
The positive and the negative
As we are governed with the rules of this law

Yet the only way to become free
To neutralize this law
Conscious responsability of your inner world
Will help us
to neutralize this law
and beautify immensly
our outter and inner worlds.

Recieved by Stephanie Sarasvati  6/29/2012

Synopsis:
This poem has been inspired by the movie "The Matrix" and the work I am doing on myself.
With all that is going on in this world right now, we are many times divided.  The 1% and us, the bad ones, the good ones, republican, democrates, the corporations and us.  It is so easy to point the finger...for I do it a lot...  Yet for me to take "conscious" responsability that as quick as I am to blame everyone else...it is also inside of me.  And collectively that is more then the single ones we see on TV.  The only way that I see us freeing ourselves from the positive and negative, is through working on one's self.  Seeing all the good and bad that is within us, and working to free our selves from these weaknesses...

I don't have a good answer in truth, I really just feel it.  Yet I see as examples that those who are beautifying this world with love and grace and beauty and healing, are those who started with their inner worlds first.

Shower of Love

Shower of Love

Love,
let me burst out and find you!
Its been a while since we have met,
Embraced
For many times, I have shyed away

Ohhh sweet presence of love
I am so grateful
You have touched upon this body of mine
It is my duty
My devotional duty,
to share this with you wherever I go

I must skip on the wings of joy
and share you
Look upon the trees
and share you
Smile at the ones in distress
and share you
Share a moment with the innocent eyes of my beloved cats
Share with the children of the Earth
Welcome them with love

Ohhh sweet love
that has graced me with joy and abundance of life
I wish to serve you
As the glorious rain serves us all
Showering its beauty and love and food
upon us all here on Earth
Let me love like the Rain
Not leaving one thing behind
Especially that which hasn't been declared "beautiful"
Let it flow across all that IS
Nothing left without that isn't Sacred
For the rains of love.

Recieved by Stephanie Sarasvati Miner/Berger

Synopsis:
Our inner work is to love not only what is easy to love, but that which is difficult to.  That is the work that inspires me.  In the end that is what everyone is looking for.  I remember teaching yoga to a group of children outside one day, and this little girl picked up what looked to me like a plain old stick, and she went on and on, on how beautiful this stick was and how she loved it.  That little girl really taught me what it is like to be in love.  That is what I aspire to, with a lot of prayer to the Gods for help when the challenges arise.  May we all remember love in all the aspects of ourselves.

Conversation with the Ocean

I travel through the tides
Feeling each one
Wishing for mastery
to embrace them all
Deep down in my heart
I know they will lead me home
Yet in the darkest of hours
I still feel alone
Dear sweet ocean
Take me where you may
I know the tide has a higher order to obey
Let me glide wherever I may go
To enjoy the ride
It is truly unknown
Sweet ever changing water
I have to admit
I like when its smooth
Yet the biggest of gifts come
In the movement of storms
For sometimes the jewels
They wash up on the shores
I guess what I really want to say
Is to teach me how to really truly go with the flow
Not with the mental shoulds
Or the mental complaints
Or the mental judgements
Even when I don't say it out loud
Let me feel the currents
and the tides
And embrace them all
After all they are just the ride
And in the essence of all this
Let me know the eye of the storm,
Quiet, no chatter, still
Living with the noise and the chaos
But keeping the inner of my true home
Received by Stephanie Sarasvati Miner/Berger  June 12, 2012

Synopsis:
I know through my intellect to go with the flow.  I know deep inside that each challenge that arises will bare gifts, but I want to practice it with my WHOLE being.  Not just the intellectual side, but the feeling part of me, and the instinctual part of me.  Sometimes I may go with "let me just accept this is a gift, yet I want to feel it totally, emotionally."  I have been observing that my inner world is many times against it...even though I know it.  I guess it seems like a tall order, but I feel reminded, one opportunity at a time, one breath at a time.  

Fairy Eyes

Fairy Eyes

I sit at your doorstep

Sweet Mother

And I sit

And I sit

And I breath

I breath

I open my arms

So that my heart can open

So that I can feel your ever presence

All around me and in me

Sweet Mother,

Many times I lay asleep

Forgetting your beauty

I often miss the music you share

Yet today,

The Gods have granted me a window of opportunity to see you

Your firm body supporting me

I see the river flowing...ever changing

I hear the calling of the winged ones

I see the billowy clouds that leave me with little words

I smell the tide

Without an opinion

It just is

I feel the wind refreshing my skin

While the sun's love pours down on me

and all that lives and does not

I finally bring my muscles to ease

I breath deeply to take it all in

And I thank you Sweet Mother

For waking me again.

Received by Stephanie Sarasvati Miner/Berger

A Message From the Gods

A Message from the Gods

It doesn't matter how may times you fall

Just as it doesn't matter how many waves crash upon the shore

Sweet one,

Life is the dance

Sometimes it crashes and falls

Sometimes smooth

Suffering leads us to God

Keep your eyes open

Don't close them with judgements and opinions

It is.

That's it.

For you to see as you open your heart

to what is

Don't let another's journey hide you from where you are

This is where you need to be

Not a single strand different

Your struggles are your gifts 

You are already home

Let the sun bath on you

Let the waters sooth you...

Ever changing

Step into the dance

and let the wind take you where you must

It is directed by God's breath

Yes you have come here to love and to teach love

But to also love 

your past

your pains 

your wrongs

and why of course others

You have been pushed and pulled

you have felt it and have known it

Dear child of the cosmos

Love your mess ups

Its okay

Breath into them today

Our love never goes away

There are no more no's

and if so

I will show you again

Until yes arises from your heart

Job well done you have brought down heavenly love

And now we give you another task

To really love ALL

Start by understanding

Giving space

Letting others Be

When they want our help we will let you know and so will they

Be who you are

Love the judgers

the misfits

the Negative ones

Love them all

You are ready

We have open the door.

Received By Stephanie Sarasvati Miner/Berger

Received By Stephanie Sarasvati Miner/Berger

I wanted a message from The Gods and Goddesses today because I had a little lapse in my energy today.  That is what I got.  As my cycle nears, the Gods have shown me more of where I need to grow.  A dear friend reminded me "when we stop growing, we stop living".  With new friction arises new opportunities to evolve our soul with.  This was fitting for me today.  I had felt a little disappointment and pain. I tried to be with it, bring presence into it, catch it right in the beginning, but It wasn't letting up.  I almost crashed into another car, I fell and hurt my knee.  There was definatly pain present.  I share this with you because this is where the wind needed to take me last night and today.  There was something that needed healing.  

And it did...with the help of the Mother Earth, Prayer and a little openness from me has helped me to remember who I am...or at least a little bit.  

I am aware that some of us may encounter similar transitions of lower states. I wanted to share this with you all to let you know you are not alone and to remind us that some of this friction of life is the very work we need to grow our soul.  

I offer this to you with all my heart,  hoping it may pierce one of yours, especially when the lessons call, and there is pain.

With all my love, 

Stephanie

Finding Love in the Storm

Sometimes love seems so grandeur-
When dwelling in a lower state
I find it so hard to love
When hormones are raging
And I am everything but chilling

So I say
How can I simplify and move into a space of love?
Especially when I am down and out

The basic and essential part of coming back to love
Is my attention
Whatever I put my attention to
I love
So, if I want to love myself and my body
Then bring my attention there
Do I want to develop a sincere relationship with my parents?
Then I have to put my attention there
NOT with stories
&
Judgements
But with my awareness
And soon
This attention will lead me
To the door of love.

Recieved by Stephanie Sarasvati 4/12/2012

Nature's Dish

Where is there to go
When this moment sings melody into my ear?
Nowhere to go
When I am immersed
In what is right here

The wind is singing
The water is chiming
The sun warms my skin
The wind cools it again
The sun is sparkling light over the water
The bare trees dance with the wind in a soft shuffle

Ohhhh my
There is so much happening
I am lovingly full
As I take on this moment.

Received by Stephanie Sarasvati 3/27/2012

A Beautiful Obstacle

I have had the experience of awakening
Where the Sun spoke to me with its light
And the wind's breeze carressed my face
Where my body was dancing -
to the drumbeat of life-
wherever it would take me
My heart was open
Love radiated everywhere
Like the Sun
It was a Godly moment
This beautiful moment gave me a taste
of what my soul was looking for

Yet even in this beauty beyond words
Lay the biggest of all obstacles
"The so called block of human consciousness"
For I have hung on to that moment
Looking for that moment
Trying to find myself from that moment
Adding to myself to find that moment
Fixing and healing to find that moment
Learning more to find that moment

And although all is beautiful
The paradox is also what lies in the way
The biggest most beautiful obstacle
For the truth is
I can only find my self 
Right here
Right now
In whatever life may bring
Sometimes the moments may be heavy
Emotions in a fury
I may be tired
Or happy and in joy
Yet the doorway to my soul
Is in this moment
And this moment can have many colors
or none at all
There is no adding to make me complete
When I am one with the Sun
One with the night
One with the warmth
One with the cold
Allowing with being
Nothing else is needed

And yet...
I very much want to say this is the opening
of my self to the light of the Sun
Yet...
It is also opening to the darkest of night

It is opening to everything
and
nothing at all.

Recieved by Stephanie Sarasvati  3/26/2012

Synopsis:
This was influenced by Echart Tolle.  It seems to be part of our human condition that we are always looking out side of our self to find our self.  We do it in so many ways.  But the way of the concious seeker which I fall into this obstacle many a time... is to hold on or the moment needs to look a certain way until I can be me.  A perfect meditation, a blissfull moment.  Yet my self is only ever in this moment.  Right here as I type with my fingers, listen to my breath, feel the sunlight reaching me from the window.  This is the only place it is.  Many times I want to dictate what it should be like, or like that great meditation I had last night.  It just seems to be a perfect reminder as we take our journeys into consciousness.

My Sweet Roxy

Tell me Roxy, where does the time go
When we would lay together
Belly to belly next to each other
In each others presence

Where does the time go
When we would talk together
You and me
Me and you
Professing how we love each other

Where does the time go
When you would visit me at the most oddest times-
In the bathroom-
Just wanting some of my love?

Where does the time go
Wen we would walk together on the same path, in the woods
Sometimes right beneath my feet
So I could stop and pet and love you?

Tell me Roxy,
Where does the time go
When I was sick
and you would come beside me-
you just being there
With your warmth or your meow
Would put a smile on my face

Tell me Roxy
Where does the time go
When you would show me your glorious belly
and my whole being would smile
Laying on your back -
Trusting and happy
Ohhhhhh that I will miss

Where has the time gone Roxy
When you would interrupt Dad and I from eating
Lifting your paw onto us to be pet and loved

Oh Roxy
I miss your voice
Your sweet purr
Your gorgeous belly
Your cute walk
Your cute butt
Your lovely face

Ohh my life will never be the same
Maybe it never was.

By Stephanie Sarasvati 2/13/2012

Synopsis:  this is in dedication to my sweet baby "Roxy Girl" mommie loves you.  This is also a dedication to all those who have mourned someone they love.

The Teachers

Take me to the gateway of your everlasting
Existence and
Non-existence

Let me set forth with your light,
My light,
Our light.

Let me dive into the portals of presence
Into this world
And beyond

Show me the way, One.

Yet may I say
I embrace your directors
Who have paved and inspired our journey

Grateful for the oneness around me
Teaching and guiding me...
to the known and unknown.

Thank you to the human teachers of light

Thank you to the melodious sounds of the ocean.
(pause...listen)

Thank you to the still
And moving clouds.
(Pause...see them)

Thank you to my conscious...breath
(pause...feel it)

Thank you to the rocks and their stillness
(pause... sense it)

Thank you to the tree
Winter quiet and still
(pause...embody it)

Thank you passing car
Your sounds remind me of togetherness -
for we are not alone.
(pause...remember)

Teachers of Oneness
Everything and everywhere
Thank you for teaching me
How to remember the One.

Received by Stephanie Sarasavati 2/2/2012

Synopsis:
To me, presence is oneness. My life's purpose is to dwell more and more in this home. The beginning of this poem is like a prayer. And then I am answered by all that is in front of me. In the now with all my blessed given senses, I find my home. This is a homage to everything that are my teachers.

Meeting You

In the end-
all that has mattered
Is that I could see you
Without a judgement or a label
I could feel you when you were in your joy
I could feel you when you dwelt in sadness
I could deeply listen as you waged on the same stumbling blocks-
over and over again
I could be with you when our talk was on the surface
I could even be silent just to hear you
Or if was needed to leave you alone
Even in moments difficult as it sometimes was
That which arose in me
Wanting to offer you advice
To help you in times of need
In the end
I hope to have held back
and let you have your moments
Each and every one
Knowing you had all the answers already, Dear One
And who am I to know the Great Mystery of it all

Thank you Dear One for teaching me to meet you and all others
Where they are
For what has emerged is connections to brothers and sisters
That would never have come
Meeting everyone where they are
We become connected like the One.

Received by Stephanie Sarasvati  1/16/2011

Synopsis:
I have been practicing (not perfecting) meeting family and friends and students where they are.  Not trying to push anyone to be in a different place, and really trying to listen and be.  So many times I suffer because I feel someone else's pain, and want to help them or "fix" them.  But the deep truth is we all have all the answers we ever need and all the lessons we ever need.  I think the biggest gift that we can give is just to be there, listen deeply, let go of all judgements and labels, and be.  Some relationships seem to be growing into such beautiful flowers.  I am so grateful for this practice.  I hope I can become better at it.

A New Year

It's a new year
Bringing in the gratitude, silence, things to work on, new commitments, reflections
Traveling in a timeless space
Set in the bed frame of silence
Entering this new year
Refreshed
Renewed

I ponder the simple treasures that decorate my life
Like 3 loving cats
The sound of their purrs
The warmth as they lay across my belly
The sweet comfort of my husband's hand-
As we doze off in the mid afternoon
I like to look around in my bedroom
Appreciating the delicate peace that exudes our life, our creative spirit
From decorating and living in our room
Thinking of the sweet connections with my mother
As this new year begins with an increasing bond between us

Even in the gifts that float through my mind
I am still aware of the silence that carries the thoughts
Glimpses of quiet bliss whisper in my ear
Like a best friend who is always there

I also think of this new year with commitment
A fresh willingness to renew my spirit and commit to things -
that ignite passion in my soul
I commit with a new inner renewal
to listen more, to allow more, to love more, to judge less, to understand more, to be more
More presence - more nows
More okay with nows

I use this special time of year to reflect a new
In the silence of my room
Even with the little vows of noise
I breath into 2012
I smile
I remember this moment, this life is a gift
Like every single moment

This day  -  January 1st, 2012 -  is a reminder
That every moment is new
And the excitement of life happens when we invigorate in the Present
No longer a hopeless victim
But a warrior of Spirit
Ready to embrace and face and move
Into a waking presence.

Received by Stephanie Sarasvati January 1st, 2012