Arriving at the Threshold

I must admit I thought I had 'gotten' quite a bit,
the systems, the language, the inner states
All were available on my Spiritual Plate.
One thing had been forgotten,
perhaps was never known,
that arriving to the table
was to Begin the Unknown.

Never lacking an appetite
Always willing to graze
The Food of the Soul
Set my Heart a blaze!

Munching for hours on a delectable bite
could fill me with comfort for most of the night.
Absorbed as I was with this Hunt for the Truth
I held myself back by an sly inner Sleuth
Who seemed to think the hunt itself
was the goal and the path to realize ones Self

Appetizer and snack and side dish all gone
I had found myself hungry long before Dawn.
This mornings rising was more basic than bread
each cell washed clean through body and head.

The Main Meal is now cooked and I along with it
Nutritional balance in every ingredient
Nothing fancy or fine or rich or creamy
But guaranteed the best in any seekers dreamy
imaginings of growing up to the Light
And finding Yourself right there the Whole Time!!

Poetry is stumbly no matter how stated
This persistence of looking is now sated
Nothing is there that wasnt before
And nothing is here that came through the door!

Washed clean, and fed, cozy and warm
I welcome this Heart that I have always worn
I hum a sweet tune with familiar refrain
Sweet dreams to us all again and again

Keep it simple keep it soft
Keep your Light ON high aloft
Breathe it into your weary hard working mind
Breathe it into the World time after time

Now you see it, Now you see
no matter whats been said or done
Get the jist and the habit
of Your Light Shining with Fun

No reason not to embrace deeply
This song of your Heart
and sing it so sweetly
that your weariness melts
and your cares all dissolve
Try it some more and you will evolve.

The Secret is this,
that when we reside
in the Flow of the Love that is always inside
Our systems, our owies,
our narrow minds view
is all melted away
to reveal.......
Yup
the Real You!!!!!

I feel silly tonight. Lighthearted and soft.
Something has been realigned in me
(wiht a LOT of help from my Friends!!)
Peeling away layers of old self decorating, like removing layers and layers of old wallpaper. layer after layer , softened with steam, and prodding, and gentle firmness. I am peeling away.
Nothing is being Lost. Nothing at all. Something though is being found as the layers fall away... that something is a tone I remember *hearing* as a child and a young adult, and moments since then, moments when my Soul would visit.
For some folks who are reading this, I know I am 'catching up' to where you've been for quite some time, for others I am the Canary in the Coal mine- going in and seeing if I live. Whatever it is for you as you read this, I want to lean over and gently whisper in your ear,
"Every time you breathe, you breathe nothing less than God/Source (call it what you need to), and the sweetest thing right now is to give it to your body, bathe your nervous system with it, then breathe it our and bathe everyone else in it. We cant breathe 'wrong'!! (can we??!!?)
Give the gift of breath, to your self, to those around you, to every moment you feel perturbed, or tired, or cranky, or joyous, or content, or happy, or scared. Take a Breath Bath!!! Soak in it!!!
Keep it simple; Breathe.
Know I send Love.
And a gentle hand, All Ways.

Sunny