Waking Up

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

—Robert Frost

As of now
it’s getting late.
With the night
darkness does create
ebbed by all
looking to degenerate.

To sleep but a wink
is just a bit of imagery
while my eyes they blink
subtle hints of symmetry.

My mind it dreams
as it always has
widened awake
til left whereas
by my heart’s last ache.

It is in this pitch black beauty
I know I am blessed
but to see the sun
I must give it my best.
Then she came and I was left
stunned by her symphony.

Yet I see it still
stuck to the simplicity
with each lance of light
sifting through songs of sympathy
sung by a morning bright.

And those church bells they ring
singing me to sleep
while through my window
the light it slowly seeps
with an inspiration
spilled from a darkness deep—
lit by love’s jubilation.

So for those who wish to sing
they will always find a song
sung right here
in this wild little sing-a-long.

BeLove © 2019


The Task At Hand

And it is now that I see
the way You built for me.

A wise king winnows the wicked;

and drives the threshing wheel over them.

Proverbs 20 : 26

I will always walk

bound by the perpetuity

of two eternities—

one supposed the future

another once called the past

along this here eternal path.

 

Yet it is now that I see

the way You built for me.

Where my feet

they aim to meet

with an upright stride

as I walk away from yesterday’s pride.

 

It is true; it is You that I see

in the dawn of this coming light

and beneath Your glorious sight

it is my soul

You fill; for it feels so whole

as I bask within

this heavenly harmony.

 

So it is in this moment

in which I choose to spend

where I’ll leave it to the nick of time

should I find a hint of heaven

while I walk this endless line.

 

And never shall I ever

look at yesterday

nor upon tomorrow too,

But in this here with its now

or in the present,

I guess it leans upon

whichever way the moment went.

 

Yet instead of guess

allow me a promise to profess.

I now know You built this path

the one that spins with progress

like a wheel—I will turn it around

while I cover whatever ground

until it is me that I am certain I have found.

 

And it is this—that is all I can ask

within the mystery You gave my life

where so soon shall it all come to pass

as I look upon Your coming task.

BeLove © 2018


 

 

A Wisdom Whole

Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god.

-Aristotle

Devoid of thought—I sit with ease in this creative room.  The fountain of my mind moves with the tranquility of a winter’s brook.  From the silence comes a light, followed by a prosperous thunder that shook the fountain loose, and a stream, it flowed through an open door.  Low and behold, behind that door sat a man with the silhouette of a wolf at his side.  He observed with content and about him was a homeliness that alleviated my senses, and the words that follow are the words I spoke.

The differences of conflicting forces in this world that surround us arise with an immediacy that is evident to the senses, and not just as an ample illusion.  But as men, we become too intent on analyzing these variations—divvying them up between good and evil, and that which is essential and detrimental.  It is true that the more we analyze these variations, the deeper they become immersed in illusion.

Man will then lose sight of the deep, underlying connection of these opposites within him because he becomes obsessed with the posturing of his separateness.   It is in reality that the distinction to be made is not between this unseen force, which is good and true, as against that force which is evil and false.

Rather it is the perception of our underlying wholeness that holds the key to the locked door that leads to the truth and the goodness of You, while attachment to the superficial separation of us leads to inaccurate and ethical errors.  So let us use this key and open that door.

“to God all things that are good are just and right, but men hold some things wrong and some right.”

-Heraclitus

And in the mystic of You underneath this splendid dusk, let us speak.

You see all things as good and right, not in their separateness by which they are so falsely contrast to all else, but in their inner harmony with these so-called opposites. In the end it is man that separates all that You have “united.”

This instinct that You have placed within me, it has allowed me to see through the smoke of materialistic multiplicity, which billows from the “Fire” of unity.  This “Fire” burns from the fuel of You burning within me.

This “Fire” has blazed its way through the landscape of the old me, clearing the way for the undergrowth of a new spiritual and dynamic principle within me within You.  Is this not the hidden meaning in my dream?  The foggy smoke always wrapping around my head, leaving me lost and afraid, while the wolf—he trails close behind?

The “Fire” of You, it is the comforting warmth I have always sought.  Yet, when I came so close I ran from it because all I could smell and see was smoke and all I could sense was my fear of the hungered beast, which in turn made You and the dream seem so illusory.  And I must apologize for that.  I now see it as true that instead of running from the fear within me, I had to turn inward to face the reality of the darkness within me, to find You.

I had to come to grips with all of the clumsy slip-ups I have made in this life, with my lack of self-control—I became to compartmentalized to communicate within my own self clearly.  Yet, I have learned that I shall run in the direction of my inward ways moving forward with full control.

The “Fire” I now see it everywhere I look, and within everything I see.  It burns with divine energy, a powerful manifestation of You within me.  And now I see the power of You move through all things.  Good, bad, happy, or mad, there You are, to remind me that I am on the right path, after all I am still breathing.

This “Fire” it burns different within all souls, with its different aromatics of love and faith, like varietal perfumes that blend with the beauty of You.  This is how You move through the infinite variety of beings, as they manifest You however You choose within them.  These words that follow from Your scripted garden are the words that You have chosen to move through me beneath this beautiful twilight.

When he balanced the foundations of the earth;  I was with him forming all things and was delighted every day, playing before him at all times;  Playing in the world and my delights were to be with the children of men.

Proverbs 8 : 29-31

You are not just the “Fire” or the combination of any of the other elements for that matter.  You are the energy that works through the world by showing itself, much like a child’s endless energy. Then you seek to hide in the “nature” of all things with Your wisdom.  This wisdom isn’t so much “at work” in nature, but is rather “in play” throughout the wilderness of us all.

“Time is a child playing draughts. The power of a King is a child’s”

-Heraclitus

This reference to a child playing the game of draughts is a metaphor for the flow of Your wisdom through us.  The understanding that Your cosmic wisdom is always in a constant state of becoming and change—like a child playing in this world—and this cosmic interplay of elements in its state of constant dynamic flux is the true expression of Divine Law. The hidden harmony with its unity—is what keeps everything in balance in the midst of conflict and movement.

True wisdom must grasp upon the very movement itself, and infiltrate the thought within this dynamic harmony of Your Love moving through us.  If wisdom is one thing—it is to know the thought by which all things are steered through all things through the love of You.  It is in these beautiful and lost scripted words of Yours below that these fragmentary thoughts of mine shall complete today’s puzzle.  Let us introduce you to the Book of Wisdom.

And all such things as are hid and not foreseen, I have learned:  for wisdom, which is the worker of all things, has taught me.

For in her is the spirit of understanding: holy, one, manifold, subtle, eloquent, active, undefiled, sure, sweet, loving that which is good, quick, which nothing hinders, beneficent.

Gentle, kind, steadfast, assured, secure, having all power, overseeing all things, and containing all spirits, intelligible, pure, and again subtle.

For wisdom is more active than all active things: and reaches everywhere by reason of her purity.

For she is a vapor of the power of God, and a certain pure emanation of the glory of the almighty God: and therefore no defiled thing cometh into her.

For she is the brightness of eternal light, and the unspotted mirror of God’s majesty, and the image of His goodness.

Wisdom 7 : 21-26

It is through these words that I feel the Presence of You moving through me like never before.  Wisdom—it is a metaphor that looms of woman, the nurturer of all knowledge, the Mother of all men, and the purity of all that is divine.  It is from the time Your seed is planted within the womb, and through childhood, through adolescence and now adulthood, the answer has always rested within the motherly Love that reigns in all women.

Your Presence, I feel it stronger than ever in this precise moment, as sure as these hands are shaking with vibration, they manage to merge with the redemption and divinity of Your wisdom.  I feel an attunement within me never felt before, and it feels whole.

At my side the wolf, he paces with patience, held by a leash tied to Heaven above—his whispered howl echoes through my entirety.  The moon it glows full, raindrops fall upon my soul, showing a path laden with spiritual goodness.  One that I have long aimed to ramble about.  This wilderness is about to get wild.

-BeLove


Those Three Words

We came. We saw. We loved.

There are three words

that need not any glue

they look nothing like blue

and neither do you.

 

These three words

can make a world go round

unless those that wish it flat

well they get turned upside down.

 

The three words

I’d like to speak of

shall sing like a morning dove

that flies from Heaven above.

 

Think of three words

that do not rhyme

lest it’s divine

then these words

they shall forever shine.

 

Feel these three words

that make you feel whole

while they warm up your soul

for the sound of sweet rock-n-roll.

 

Say the three words

that always ring true

and let them simmer within

while you put away that glue.

Now just allow them

to breathe all the way through.

 

So here are three words

I’ll put them upon this marquee.

So as I count to three

repeat after me…

 

Vini.

Vidi.

Amavi.

BeLove © 2018


 

 

 

 

 

 

Made Of Love

The spiritual meaning of love is measured by what it can do. Love is meant to heal. Love is meant to renew. Love is meant to bring us closer to God.

-Marcus Aurelius

All souls are cut from the same cloth—woven together with a fabric spun in goodness—tied with the thread of God’s love.

This is no myth, but we may not always understand how he threads us together until we find ourselves drowning in a sea of doubt. It is when we are drowning that he sends a vessel to pull you from the toxic waters of fear and disbelief.

As we adjust to Love’s warmth under the blanket of redemption, we start to awaken inside. We feel the seed begin to blossom that He planted in us while in the womb of our mother.  And from that moment on, we feel our inner being billow through our mind, body and soul—growing free like a tree.  Now let us talk about the foundation of Love.

The foundation of love is the will to let those that we love be a perfect version of their true self. It is the tenacity not to twist them to fit our own image, but the image in which God envisioned when He made them. If in loving someone, we do not love what they are, but only their potential likeness to ourselves, then we do not love them:  we only love the reflection of ourselves that we see in them.  This is not the grace of God’s love.  This is not the kind of Love God has intended for anyone.

Love is something that in the beginning stages we do not need to know precisely what is happening, or exactly where it is all going.  What we must recognize with Love is that the possibilities and challenges that are offered must be embraced in the present moment.  And to hold on to those moments with courage, faith, and hope, but most important, is to be grateful for the graces that God has laid upon your path.

Love is spiritual in nature, because true Love at its roots is born in the spirit of being.  Love is not something that is anxious—love is patient. Anxiety is a mark of spiritual insecurity.  Patience is the mark of spiritual development.

Love seeks one thing only: the spiritual adoration of the one loved.  It leaves all the other secondary effects to take care of themselves.  Love therefore when allowed to perform at its highest experience is life’s paramount reward.  It is the most satisfying reward of the adoration of Love, found in the light of Christ moving through your spirit.

Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God, and whoever loves has been born of God and knows God.  Anyone who does not know love does not know God, because God is Love.  In this the love of God was made manifest among us, that God sent His only Son into the world, so that we may live through him. Beloved if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.  No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God abides in us and his love is perfected in us.

1 John 4 : 7-14

For the man who is seamless in love, he feels the love of God move through him.  In this he is able to experience within him, the presence of the Father, the source and giver of love.  The Son, who is the image and the glory of Love, and the Spirit, who is the communication of the Father and the Son in Love.

From the time we start feeling the mystical reign of Love every day, Love for Christ becomes more intimate, love for each other becomes more understanding, our love for those who are poor, without love, becomes more compassionate.  From there the purpose of one doubles, and becomes the life’s work of two.  And the time we spend with the audience of God is our work’s most precious time.

To be grateful is to recognize the Love of God in everything He has given us—and He has given us everything. Every breath we breathe is a gift of His love, every moment of our existence is a grace, for it brings with it immense graces from Him.

Gratitude therefore takes nothing for granted, it is not something that is unresponsive, and instead it is a constant awakening to new wonders and praises of the goodness of God. For the grateful person knows that God is good and that Love is King, not by hearsay but by experience.  And this is what makes all the difference.  And for this I am grateful.

Love after all, transforms the loved into the lover.

– Ryan Love


Where The Heart Lives

By wisdom a house is built, and through understanding it is established; through knowledge its rooms are filled with rare and beautiful treasures.

Proverbs 24 : 3-4

The heart it longs for home

and the ego will search

to the ends of earth

for the comforts of masquerading warmth.

 

But home is built around

the foundation within

while the soul scours the grounds

of hope’s lost and found

looking all over for the kind of love

in which a King is crowned.

 

This home—it does exist

in the realm of pure bliss

yet our deceptive mind

will send thoughts amiss

as the heart screams of loneliness.

 

You see the soul

will forever be an empty nest

if you don’t allow the Spirit

some satisfaction of steady rest.

 

For it is within the Temple of Self

that the Heaven we call home

sits with faith upon a shelf

framed within our being

He cleverly created without us seeing.

 

But the answer has long been hid

in those pleasures amid

the blowing grace of a capricious wind.

And this is when we learn

it is our soul that yearns

for the home of His celestial will.

 

For then and only then

comes a light that spills

upon a soul’s darkest end—

and in that little light within

love it will refill.

As a heart ascends

to the place

where home has always lived.

BeLove © 2018


 

The Spirit Of Love

You will show me the path of life; in Your presence is fullness of joy; at your hands are pleasures forevermore.

Psalms 16 : 11

Love exists in both the physical and the spiritual domain. Which is why our heart and mind often bicker back and forth about what is real and what is hidden in the soul. Love can drive us mad and love can set us free. Love is what we forever want and something we don’t always feel like we need.  But all we need is Love, if only from within, from time to time. The only thing Love should ever possess is our self-awareness.

Love is a tragedy in itself.  Love contains an eternal tragic element that is connected with death.  I mean this in the metaphoric sense that a broken heart digs with a shoveled similarity until it finds itself suffocated six feet under.  But I haven’t died as far as I know.  So how can I compare the two?  I’ve always said that if my heart is beating, it ain’t broke.  This is truer than most believe.  It is only in the deepest depth of love when the obstacles of physicality are no longer a make believe barrier that blocks the spirit of unconditional love.

In the tragedy of natural or physical love, we begin to see the element of hostility unveil itself in the depths of this type of love. Too often people are afraid to fully open their hearts out of wrong instincts that are accompanied by false fears and/or beliefs.  This is what prevents the possibility of true intercommunion.

But it is important throughout life to take the time to look within you and become one with yourself.  This is done by falling head over heels in love again with who you are and what you aspire to be.  The soul then starts to seek the stability of a spiritual awareness that thrives in the absence of physical love.  This is deemed necessary to heal from tragedies of loves’ past and to reevaluate our internal skillset and what it takes to truly love our self again.  If one does not come to love their own self with wholeness, they will never be able to love another soul in the unconditional sense.

Man is poisoned by primitive fears of loneliness and liberating one’s self from this fear proves to be an honest and uplifting task.  It brings not only joy—but also new tragedy. Welcome to the tragedy of detachable personality.  You see every time our heart is broken, it could be considered symbolic of death.  We crumble, breakdown, and tear apart until all layers of illusion are burned away. All that we find left of ourselves is the truth of who and what we really are.  It is up to you whether or not you like that version of yourself. If you don’t like what you see, then change it.  This is the only way to fully heal and step away from the shadow of suffering.

It is physical love that desires personality.  Therefore physical love desires division. In this division our spirit and soul detach from the personality of the ego.  We begin to find out more about ourselves the further we hitchhike along the highway of spiritual goodness. We begin to contemplate the value of our self-worth.  In doing this we start to lose sight of the mirage of failure that we see within ourselves.  More important, we start to see what it is we love about ourselves.  And this is what unconditional love is all about.  If you can’t love yourself unconditionally, you will never know the true meaning of unconditional love.

When we love ourselves unconditionally, all that is supreme begins to support the foundation of Love.  This is when Love becomes what God intended it to be.  We then walk towards the light of death without worrying about our self-placed value.  Instead we worry more about stabilizing the realities of life and mystical love for those we care about and for the generations to come.  Please forgive me but it’s about to get a little deep in here.

You see love cannot be just a means to the ends of salvation and redemption. Love is the creation of a new life.  Love is not a conceptual spirit.  For it cannot be blind to the existing personality as a whole.  Love must embrace the spirit, the soul, and the ego.  And be the foundational sanctuary for the multitude of entities within us.  If the source of spirit is abstract and isolates itself from the soul, the soul cannot give rise to love for a living being.  This is when the ego makes an appearance as a false being looking desperately for physical love—all the while hiding with clever intent amongst the shade of lust.

True love means the descent of the spirit into the body and soul. The nature of spiritual love must bring light and wholeness into the life of a soul. This is what gives meaning and connection to everything. Without the spiritual principle of love, the life of the soul shatters into disconnected and meaningless experiences.  The self-absorbed persona of love then vanishes into the void of perpetual heartbreak.

From here the nature of physical love plays hide and seek with the spirit of love.  Physical love then becomes abstract—fantasizing to be spiritual—while ignoring the soul altogether.  This is not Love at all, neither physical nor spiritual.  It is a vicious cycle that the Ego thrives within its repetitive sense of toxicity.   This is nothing more than love of an idea and not love for a living being.  Love then becomes idolatry and loses its truest depth to that of illusion.  It is easy nowadays for us to all fall in love with the idea of love.

The idea of love makes it easier for us to project what we expect of love upon another being.  The idea of love liberates us from fighting Love’s eternal tug o’ war within us.  But I must mind you—this is a battle that cannot go unchallenged.  It must be fought and you must come out loving yourself more than you love any other.  Not to say that you should always love yourself more than others, but in order to fully love, you must first love yourself.  Then that love will trickle down and water the seeds of love planted all around you.  If the war within goes neglected the idea of love swells into a fantasy. It will become one that you may never be able to escape with reality in tow.

It is when we turn and face the ever-lasting war within ourselves that the truth of Love starts to surround all that we see.  Once you look Love in the eye, everything you see looks to be layered in spirituality.  Then the physical aspects of Love give way to a more spiritual stance in life and as to what the shape of true Love really is.  It is when we go to war within the dualistic nature of ourselves that the spirit and soul team up to squander the ego—with its illusory demeanor—once and for all. This is when we finally break free from the chains of selfish desire.

Spiritual Love

It is human nature to love physically instead of spiritually. The physicality of love is fragmentary, mixed with a passionate desire that distorts the true meaning of love. Physical love often prevents us from seeing another’s personality as a whole.  Instead we direct our perception upon the other’s fragmentary pieces, and offer our own sound advice on how they should put their own puzzle back together.  This is of course done without any sort of collective bargaining agreement and the puzzle within remains incomplete.

This is why it is important to put your own inner puzzle together before you allow anyone the chance to do it for you. There isn’t a single soul out there that can piece your puzzle together except for yourself and God.  And once you begin to see the truth in this, you will find your puzzle being pieced together with an inner peace you thought had long been lost in the infinite fray beneath the couch cushion.

Physical love is impotent because it is unenlightened and partial, spoiled by selfish ways and bound by the strivings that bind with the lust of Ego. Physical love is tainted by a jealousy that positions love in the realm of idolatry. This is where the idea of love carries more clout than the Spirit of love. But it is true, Love is more than a feeling.  It is more than an experience.  It is the manifested presence of God in your heart.  For love is the fruit of the Spirit.

Spiritual love is not meant to consume physical love in its entirety, but to transform, enlighten, and strengthen it with a transcendent force that is relative to unique wholeness and to the meaning of that which is unconditional love.  Spiritual love is a seed planted within you by you.  It is a seed planted alone, and the fruit only grows by watering the seed with faith.  For it is the fruit of the Holy Spirit that describe to us what true Love really is.

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law.  And those who belong to Christ have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. If we live by the Spirit, let us also keep stride with the Spirit.  Let us not become conceited, provoking one another, envying one another.

Galatians 5 : 22-26

You see God created us all in His image. This means we are created to love.  We are created to need love and more important to give love.  We are all connected with Love, tied by the thread of God’s Love for all of us.  As the world stands today, a lot of people do not know what true Love is. As society becomes more focused upon external distractions, love is being developed as a distorted physical feeling, piling up like counterfeit debt upon the lost soul.

My question is how do we transition this upon the facet of the future.  We can start by teaching this to our children.  Because let’s be frank, our generation is pretty much past the point of f*cked.  It’s our children that we must plant this spiritual seed of love within. Even if you do not fully believe, it would be wise to plant the seed of God and Love in your child because once the seed starts to grow within them, it is only going to grow within you as well, because you are a part of the Tree Of Life.  We will dive deeper in the depths of this problem down the road.

If there is only one thing you take away from this article, let it be this.  When you see that love surrounds us, it thrives in us, because it is God that lives within each and every one of us.  When you see that the grace of God is love, you will finally experience true Love, for you are feeling the presence of God’s glory.  God is love and God is spirit, so therefore the Spirit of Love exists in each and every one of us.

-BeLove


As It Always Was

Destroy this temple, and in three days I will raise it up.

-Christ

I’ve always stood still

though tall in a shadow

scattered with fear.

Then came a window

left wide open

only to walk the tightrope in.

 

It is now the sands of time

through which I sift

into the direction

of the sun

my sights they shift.

 

In the beat of a heart

it all shines through

The love, the light, it’s in all of you.

Somewhere between

the rock and a tree and Love’s jubilee

I found you all

in the finesse of me.

 

But again came the call

from a distant squall

one I’ve heard

my entire life.

The one I now know

for I must follow.

 

It’s harmony that sings

in the joy it brings

through the gospel we hear

to make the choice

from a voice so clear.

 

It is as it is,

as it always was.

 

It echoes through eternity

down the path that guides me.

The divinity inside thee

has now become my reality.

BeLove © 2018