Coming Down With The Rain

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Picture by Amanda Hunter

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All memories dissolve in the beautiful now.

Likewise,

Thoughts of grief and regret

Are carried away by the wind;

I become the wind,

The rustling leaves of the maples,

The buzzing jumps of the beetles,

The swift movement of the sparrows.

You’re not with me,

But my love remains.

Love beyond the limitations

Of these bodies.

The same love flowing through maples, beetles, and sparrows,

Coming down with the rain

Drizzling on your moon face.

 

Herons

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The Seagull’s Laughter

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Picture by David Sousa

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A gentle reminder

Of oneness.

I am the seagull flying above the streets

Flying in the rain

Flying ‘bove the chimneys

Flying ‘bove the pain

Of our blind realities…

Our small suffering is a tiny part of the whole,

The Nature whole we’re one with;

So let there be healing:

Witness the trees drinking from the sky

Witness the crows rejoicing on death

Witness the purity of a smile

Untarnished by the mind;

Listen to the seagull’s laughter as you walk by.

 

Herons

In Everything That You Do

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Picture: The Light Breaks Through by Kimberley Harris

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I am you

In everything that I do;

You are me

You’re the sand and the sea;

They are us

When they get off the bus;

We are them

When we dance our amen;

There’s only Life.

So you use that knife:

The veil is ripped, the farce dissolves.

Light breaks through, in everything that you do.

 

Herons

The Unspeakable Smile

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Picture by Ilona Zabolotna

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Words fall,

Crumble to pieces

A shot to the heart

The love of a galaxy

The love of no substance

The trust in the river,

In the flow of life

The flow of the Universe.

Thank you, mysterious girl

For channeling a glimpse of the truth.

 

Herons

The Door

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Picture by Ram Onkar

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A door in the dark

Nicely made, cedar wood, brass finish and handle.

It’s scary because it guards the unknown,

So excuses pop in the mind like salmons.

You believe the salmons and dismiss the door:

“There might be demons there, there might be effort…”

“There might be beauty, so it must be locked.”

So you pick another passage, the gate is open down there, easy.

After a couple of miles, the same cedar wood door appears, again.

You look the other way,

Walk more.

It reappears: you must surrender.

Now, you find yourself picking the lock

For days, weeks, months

Finally, it opens

And…

“Wait a minute, it didn’t click as usual.”

Yes, my friend

Sometimes the door you were so afraid to go through

Was open, to begin with.

 

Herons

 

We Are Among You: Episode I

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Picture: The Campfire Alien by Valarie Pacheco

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“They seriously think they are their body?” asks Juma.

“Oh, they’re so cute… Look at that one he’s letting his mind control him completely! He’s beating the other! Hahahaaa! Ahhh… Humans.” exhale Kimi with a childlike smile on his face.

“They’re funny indeed… Cover that third eye!” whispers Juma.

“Oh… Yes, haha, sorry.” His third eye dissolves in his forehead.

“Do you want everybody to discover us?”

“Well, considering the state of things, it wouldn’t be a bad idea…” says Kimi.

“You know it. Their ego wouldn’t stand it. They’re not ready yet. It’s going to take a while. And by the way, the high vibrational ones – if there are any – will recognize us anyway.”

“Alright, let’s play this game then.”

“Exactly, but stay present, these bodies we use have an ego-software mind by default. Anytime you feel like you’re getting confused – it may happen, don’t laugh – watch the scars on your palms. Yes, the energetic holes.”

“Right. Uh, it seems like we’re already having our roles in this. You are the serious and focused one, I am the silly funny guy.”

“It’s part of the deal,” Juma shakes her breasts.

“You shouldn’t handle your front package like that, those humans seem a tad too attracted by it.”

“Oh, right, I’m a… Woman.” She sees herself in a shop’s window.

“Pretty hot too, wait a sec, what’s going on down here…”

“Oh that’s a man thing, these bodies are designed to mimic unity through the act of mating,” she slowly enunciates.

“Right, it feels strange… Oh, I can transmute this tingling energy to other energetic centres in the body. Wow, these 3D vehicles are pretty cool if you don’t count the density and heaviness.” appreciates Kimi.

“So, what’s next?”

“Are you serious?”

“Oh,” sighs Juma, ”you’re right there’s only now.”

“Watch your hands – please.” Kimi coaxes his companion.

“Let’s have fun with this then.”

“Oh, that’s what I like to hear from a hottie like you!”

“Is it normal that my body feels like picking up a stone and smash your brain?”

“They call it anger. It was useful to humans when they needed to fight for survival in nature. Then, for some reason, they grew affectionate to it and conditioned the later generations to have it. Look at those drunkards, for example, they think they’re separate to one another and anger is their favourite toy.”

“Ahh, I see, it looks pretty exciting,” admits Juma, “my body resonates with that lower energy in their bodies.”

“Well, yes, it’s like a drug, it takes over on you… It’s their pain body. The collective ego-mind software of the planet is still affected by that kind of energy. In actuality, it’s residue energy produced by the blocks in their individual bodies. That’s conditioning as well. Are you listening, Juma?”

“Yes, don’t label me, please. Look at that girl, she seems special…”

“Oh, your body must be – so they call it – lesb…”

“Shut up, she’s woke,” Juma throws herself towards the shiny girl grabbing Kimi’s harm, “she’s woke as fuck.”

“Hey, I saw your halo from afar, so good to…”

“Do I know you?” she stops her kindly. She has blond hair tied in a chignon; her face is pale, and the green eyes shape suggest her extra-terrestrial familiarity – she looks a bit like a frog, a pretty one though.

“No, hmm, yes, of course…”

“Wait a minute, Kharel? From Taygeta in the Pleiades?!” interrupts Kimi.

“How do you…”

Kurìla-kula ilal esh, sumarei.”

“Sorry, I don’t speak the language. I mean I’ve forgotten it. You know this conditioning shit…”

“Cheer up, we’re here for you.” Kimi embodies a the Superman power pose.

“No! Come on, you must have read my sci-fi blog! This is a prank!” She starts laughing to cover her embarrassment and the light surrounding her body dims. “I almost… Almost, eh.”

“Should I show her the third eye?” asks Kimi.

“Nope, she’s got to realize it by herself,” Juma shushes him.

“I’ve got it guys, thanks so much… Where are the cameras? Am I going to be on the internet?”

“Were you meditating before we’ve stopped you?” asks Juma.

“Yes, but you know that from my YouTube tutorials on mindfulness.”

“Her ego is in defense mo-o-ode,” gloats Kimi.

“Have a good day, sis” says Juma with a neutral smile on her face. They walk around the corner while the girl freezes, gaping in the middle of the sidewalk.

They walk a mile under the sun, and they start sweating abundantly.

“So, these things need to be maintained at the beginning, and they need a sort of fuel… What the heck?”

Juma has passed out and is lying on the floor, her mouth open in a painful grimace.

“Mmm, yeah, the fuel…”

 

Herons

 

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Light As Breath

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Picture: Deep Breath by Melanie Weidner

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Light as breath, on the breeze

I soar with the seagulls ‘bove the chimneys

I’m the sky, pure white, dissolving fast into the night

Oh my, oh my, this moon has crazed us out

On her glory ride

And the tide is moving, like buds, we’re blooming

So take a deep breath, my friend, in and out

Witness the voiceless miracle, colours, sounds, smells;

Taste and touch.

The gateway is open for you, step inside.

 

Herons