Blog of Author, Comedian, Poet, Photographer and former Apple Genius, David Chrem

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I went somewhere - A Poem

I went somewhere - A Poem

 
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I went somewhere

 

I went somewhere, today, in meditation, that I wasn't trying to go. But I got there, I let go, let it happen. It was like the Divine blade came and sliced open the veil. And in the darkness, between myself and the Beloved, there was unimaginable luminance and color beyond description. The mere attempt would be a disservice to the Beloved. 

The Beloved must be experienced. A compliment received without analysis, effort, or greed. It happens to us like the sun shining; Divine illumination of human-being. Sublime oscillations creating a frequency for You. The subtle path. A process of tuning the radio; difficult and worthwhile.

I wouldn't change it for anything. Not even THAT one thing. Not because you are not worth it. For you are worth ALL of creation to me. But because in this world, in this physical manifestation and incarnation of creation, it's an impossible thing. No amount of desire, motivated by grief or even love, will make my wish come true, here. Your final lesson to me, Surrender is the answer. Much as I hate it, resist it, it won't change the truth of reality. Surrender comes for us all.

My stubbornness does disservice creation; the memory of your faith in the Divine, and me as your child. Love makes us do funny things. Blinds us temporarily, and that is why, by its very nature, like all life, it ebbs and flows. One of many paths to the divine, which is, after all, the point. To embrace the ordinary, mundane, temporary nature of love. Surrender, we cannot keep the Beloved at arm's length forever.

Good Friday / Passover: Laugh now, Repent Later: I just came out... of a ten year dating hiatus

Good Friday / Passover: Laugh now, Repent Later: I just came out... of a ten year dating hiatus

There is no spoon. Or why we don't hold our breath in meditation

There is no spoon. Or why we don't hold our breath in meditation