Luminous Awareness

 Last nights dream:  I am walking through a large room. There are many figures and persons from my life in this room, though they are arranged in slightly different fashion from my actual life. My high school girlfriend is partnered with one of my best friends, and likewise, one of her best friends is my partner. Other people and things are splayed about this large room which seems to be a type of alternate reality dream world of my life. Then there is a great fear that begins to creep in and I feel the room beginning to constrict. At this moment I become lucid. I see what is happening. And instead of constricting with the fear I welcome it. It explodes into tremendous power. I use that power to fly up towards the ceiling of the room and smash through it. Upon exiting through the ceiling I begin to exit the dream world. I feel my consciousness enter back into my physical body. I am gasping for air as though I were holding my breath for a long time. There is tremendous power fl...

Love is a wasted flower field after harvest, blistering in the autumn wind. Winter brings dreams and visions of what’s to come. Storm clouds born in the deep hibernation sleep of winter longing for spring. There is magic in what takes birth through longing. Tell me how else would you explain it?    Deep in your heart the longing for union goes on burning and burning. The lover burns with longing for the Beloved. Fall deep into the aching cry of your own heart fire. Let the darkness in the chasm of your being swallow you up completely. How many eons have you let this burning in your heart go unrequited? How many lives has the mind cheated you out of your own birthright?    Quietly take your seat in the great fire of your own Being. Become the ash and unfurl with the smoke. All that is you. Then you can laugh and cry with Hafiz and Rumi. Become the annihilation of a galaxy swallowed up by the gravity of a black hole. Does it become anything less, or more, in its annihi...