This Love.

[Guest guest]

The seemingly insentient objects of this world, are the birth

of Christ in you. The rocks speak of your own becoming,

and they tell of your own being, as it resonates in this world,

that is none other than you. Are you not mineral and all

particles of this life woven into consciousness? This mind

that mirrors All, is it not the total vibration of existence?

All things speak of you, if you become their listening. They

sing you into being. There message is- I am your flesh, drink

of me, eat of me.

Overcome this indifference. This difference to the world has

hoodwinked the light of your soul, and you have made a

dark glass of vision. In one stroke of self-forgiveness drop

this charade, and accept yourself as only love. Let go of this

anxiety of division, as if it were a deadly snake you had

picked up, thinking it a string of precious pearls. See the

universe of spiritual creation as one sunrise in your heart.

Know that you are the totality of love. So many people

would believe anything else but this. So few let go of this

longing to be more special than creation. This

discrimination is a prison you would seal the All within. This mind

that you would cling to, is a prism of division, a

glass cage made from the sands of time, that can no longer bind

you together. Yet there is no time. Every possible dimension

of reality is the happening of you- Now.

There is no karma that cannot be undone in this moment,

if you atone yourself to this present awareness. All other

seeing, is a delusion constructed from a fearful creed of

otherness. All things think your being into consciousness. There is

nothing that does not think you, as you think with them, to be this

creation. How surprising that man cannot see this, but must make a

riddle of himself.

Your Christ mind sees no difference. It sees no junction

between inner and outer. It is the mind of all awakened

beings who feel the earth and the universe of the seen, as

only the body of themselves. A body without substance, for

it is one transcending mind flowering. A reality of your

awakened creations. What we cast off from ourselves, we

deprive from our reality. You are the birth of the universe.

This star dust is your being and its consciousness is this you

that you disown.

Love has attracted you so far into its reality, that you can

no longer be this small denial of existence that you would

claim. The sun shines until it burns itself up to become the

foundation of the universe again. Disappear to separation

like this.

Be now this innocence,

recover what is your home.

Defend no longer, a haunted castle,

nor attack a phantom enemy,

but open to yourself

as a lover to Love.

I shall never admit to anything less than love,

and every leaf, rock and being is God to me.

Love shall never find lack in you,

if you accept the majesty of this holiness.

You who I meet in the thought of God,

you, the Love that I am.

<We know that we love each other from a time before the

earth began, from a childhood before all the ages of being,

we love each other from the womb of existence, as the stars

would love one another if they knew of their splendor...>

--Rainer Maria Rilke

Rilke and Benvenuta: an Intimate Correspondence

love

eric.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

All works and compositions found on the page submitted by

ErcAshfrd (AT) aol (DOT) com Are the Copyright of E. J. Ashford.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>