Religions of habit..

Religions of habit..

The simplicity

Of the Teaching

Amazes and brings

Skepticism..

Why..it is asked

Was this not found

many eons ago..?

A legitimate query

From our habitual

Reference..

Yet..each of us 

Might set our habitual

Religion aside

At any time or place

And recognize 

Under our habits

What we have sought

For our own eons...

Silence

If I do not
Stop writing
The Truth which
I wish to express
Is more and more
Submerged..
Might I stop now
And allow the 
Dimming light to
Remain as glimmer..?
Or might a few 
Words more
Serve to cleanse
What is already
Said...?





"Eye cannot see It,

Tongue cannot utter It,

Mind cannot grasp It.

There is no way to

learn or to teach It.

It is different from the known,

Beyond the unknown.

In this all the ancient masters agree."

- Upanishads

"I"

"I"
Is our sacred name
Which each of us
Without deviation
Call ourselves..
Life's solitary aim
Is to discover what
We mean..by "I"..
Unease as Grace
Creeps in when we
Constrict our meaning
As most of us are
Wont to do..as we
Burden ourselves to
Locate out there the
Why of our unease..
Unending it seems
Until the moment
We unravel as the 
Peace I Am...

~~Charles Coon

"I have called you by name; you are Mine!"
(Isaiah 43:1)

Sonnets...

Sonnet CXVI (116)

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
     If this be error and upon me proved,
     I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Veiling

Veiling

We live our lives
Each day with assumptions
That the "out there"
Reveals what we need to know..
This is the assumption of centuries..
It comes as a surprise
When we are told that
"Out there" actually veils the
Reality which when recognized
Will bring us Peace...

Dark clouds of evening..

Dark clouds of evening..

This is our Chance
To face those dark clouds
Of evening..
We must not flee..not now
Not this evening..
Not look for distractions..
Can we just allow 
Those clouds to be for a
While..and when ready
With courage..enter their
Darkness..and find what
We have found before
In forgotten times: a sprig
Of spring Light...

Immersed

Dear Charles,

Francesca Rotondella has posted a new message on the discussion board for Rupert's event, Seven Day 'Retreat at Home' - Online .

Today’s prayer:

“Being immersed in You, may I be free of desires for anything other than what is; may I be utterly filled with delight, considering everything and every being I encounter to be only You.”

Utpala Deva’s Garland of Hymns to Shiva

Rupert Spira’s rendition:

“Abiding in and as myself alone, I, awareness, have no desire for anything other than what is and, as a result, knowing everything that arises as my own activity, I am utterly full of peace and quiet joy.”