Because when i say I know,
i really don’t, but something inside
Feels like it needs to justify;
To fool everyone, that i can fly
So happy, free and high.
Sometimes when i here truth,
I know it, and something inside
Keeps me silent and content;
Everyone may think i am clueless
But inside i am flying so high
Above the happy and free.
Sunshine through feathers
Breathing through each movement,
A single voice quietly singing
Through the morning
All damp and grey
From what the sky keeps saying,
But still you keep rising up
Into my awareness
To help me see
the melody of life
Working through this body
As a tear, or as a laugh,
In and out of Solitude’s
I feel your subtle touch
Against my stillness
Till My heart aches for more;
And more, you say to me,
Be still, even more.
Don’t always feel that you need to be happy and if you are not then something must be wrong. Often this way of thinking leads to further depression and negative emotions which can blind us from experiencing our higher Self. The need to be something is a projection from our true nature. Just be in the awareness of the feelings that exist in this moment. In this moment lies the greatest work. To look closely at what is coming up, instead of where the best place to be is, is the strongest position you can have. This is the closest reach for self awareness to manifest its greatest miracles.
To feel and inquire in this position of ‘suffering’ or ‘disarray’ so much is revealed, so much that we tend to overlook from the projection of our expectations or longings. In this space, the magic of spiritual evolution takes place.
When a mountain climber begins their ascent they don’t look at the very top and stretch their imagination on how to latch a spike into the summit. There first goal lies within there reach. With slow calm solidarity and awareness of their current position they have the greatest power of reaching the infinite peaks that stretch across the sky. But every pull that brings them closer lies within their reach, always.
Steady the awareness in the present moment always. Let that be the sphere of fire from which you wield your greatest transformation. In this realm of magic, the projection of happiness comes to you instead of you having to chase after it. In this realm of magic, you become the mountain and the climber, the fire and the wielder of infinite light.
Mighty grey beast Of the royal blue sky
flexing with all your flash and color,
Stealing the crystal prism from the king,
you try to run off with his noble robe.
A single manifestation of the noble place
acting as if you do, when you are being done.
You live with all the thunder of your maker
And yet subtly fear the return home.
You rage on into the late hours of night,
engaging senses of everything you meet.
Your temporal form holds an open space
For awe striking light to seep through.
When the sky draws you back in like a breath
I bet they will all write stories about you,
Remembering the feelings you would pull
From their dormant chests, remembering
How you lived brightly in that moment
While they boarded up windows and doors.
Hiding from the beauty of your light
Hiding from the beauty of their own light.
– jeffrey vionito
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7am airport breakfast
Busy cafe, eating, drinking
Carrying their luggage
Trying to get somewhere.
A man sits at a piano
Entertaining his lament,
his song, a broken
Heart bleeding into keys,
Stopping my appetite
In tears. Nobody raises up
To the pause in song,
Nobody pauses to feel it
Ache in their bones.
Nobody cries for the lonely
Except the lonely song,
That pulls them deeper
Into their desperate plight.
– jeffrey vionito