Category: Life - anandalila yoga

Your Desires Are Holy

10/3/2015

In many parts of this world water is
Scarce and precious.
People sometimes have to walk
A great distance
Then carry heavy jugs upon their
Heads.
Because of our wisdom, we will travel
Far for love.
All movement is a sign of
Thirst.
Most speaking really says
"I am hungry to know you."
Every desire of your body is holy;
Every desire of your body is
Holy.
Dear one,
Why wait until you are dying
To discover that divine
Truth?

- Hafiz

what mountain

4/30/2015

eat my heart out

4/24/2015

Eat my heart out.
Suck the marrow from
my bones
and
crunch through what is left.
Devour my flesh,
seasoned with the
salt of my tears
and the juice of
my desire.
I am tired of being
dipped in honey,
drizzled in chocolate,
powdered in sugar
for your dining pleasure.
Take me raw
as I am
strong
and
bitter
and
sweet.
Relish my textures.
Savor my flavor.

you are worth all you desire...

4/23/2015

Please, I beg of you, pet more cats, wear more fringe, make all of your own rules, have wild sex, love your past for what it gave you, be naughty when you feel like it, have breakfast for dinner, leave the friendship, break up with normal, be the crazy you want to see in the world, burn candles during the day, get to know your dark side & learn to love it, don’t take on other people’s vampiric energy, sleep in if you need to, discover the power of a vintage slip, know your words have power & remember that you are divinely uniquely twisted DNA & every single microscopic bit of you is pure magic. Never, ever forget you are worth all you desire.

And more.

Stay gold. Stay wild. Love big. Laugh hard. Be free.

burn baby, burn

9/24/2014

If you prefer smoke over fire
then get up now and leave.
For I do not intend to perfume
your mind’s clothing
with more sooty knowledge.

No, I have something else in mind.
Today I hold a flame in my left hand
and a sword in my right.
There will be no damage control today.

For God is in a mood
to plunder your riches and
fling you nakedly
into such breathtaking poverty
that all that will be left of you
will be a tendency to shine.

So don’t just sit around this flame
choking on your mind.
For this is no campfire song
to mindlessly mantra yourself to sleep with.

Jump now into the space
between thoughts
and exit this dream
before I burn the damn place down.

~ Adyashanti

estuary

6/29/2014

There is peace here, where the river
widens to meet the sea. The rapids
are past; the boulders and the rocky
places at last give way to a broad
and sweeping current, flowing
slowly into vastness. The river
moves silently, tastes the salty tide
that marks its demise, and slips
without a backward glance, into
the ocean's infinite embrace.

- Danna Faulds

in memory of Amy Carroll

amazing. period.

6/26/2014

raw and beautiful period poetry.

listen if you dare.

needlework

2/13/2014

"I want a chance to undo it. I want to work my needles back through the craziness of that moment and all the unseen, unknown moments that led up to it, and then reknit to a different now.

But time ain't made by sticks and string. And life isn't knit, but sewn. Once the fabric of our thought and vision are cut, it’s done. The severed pieces of our experience can never be rejoined, only mended.

And the best we can do with the scraps is to treasure them...set them aside for another time and place, to be arranged into something new."
~ Crys Williams, needlework, 12/17/2012

truth.

1/17/2014

you are made of the sea and stars

1/13/2014