Revelations Along the Path: First Soliloquy

Along the spiritual path, we delve into realms

That send tiny truth fairies to us – like wisps of snow

Polishers, sharpeners, honing stones, tuning forks

They make us sensitive and aware and yet it is subtle

The affects of the spiritual journey

Are not printed on our foreheads, glistening in our eyes

We cannot go to the physical mirror and say

I am on “on the path,”  no

They are manifested deep within and so are not visible

Not to the physical eye, not at first

Not even to one’s self.

And slowly, we become aware of this dusting of truth

We realize, we are in something huge

And if awareness of one’s “new awareness”

is not maintained with care, practice, meditation, prayer

Then everything enters; the outside world finds access

Even the base, the jealousy, the envy, the sloth…

Such deepening “sensitivity” and awareness means

Darkness is apt and welcome to follow

in the shadow of light.

If the path is toward light,

then that is the intent of your journey

That is where you go, because

You are where your consciousness is.

There will be darkness along the way,

The brightest caves have walls lined

With dark crags and holes

(*and as I just wrote this line someone’s phone just rang with their chime,

A song by AC/DC called, “Back in Black” and chills run through my body…HE listens.)

But do not believe that darkness must be your path to light

Light is the path to light, 

It’s absence is also the path of light.

For some time since this awakening

I find

Many things affect me now

The moon, the sun.

All celestial entities

I’m driven to smile at the smiles on faces of others

Acts of compassion that I witness

I see someone and I sense their temperament

Intentions, softness, intellect, heart

While I’ve not by any means mastered this

I have enough that I must be cautious

To not let ego lead me to believe to hastily

This is a fragrance before the taste

All these sensations are nonetheless

amplified

And the sounds of their essence

are growing louder

I’ve been given tools

Even with “tinkering,” I’ve become

More honed, sharpened, polished, tuned…

But there is more to occur, much more.

But first, I must realize these

Through observation

Burn with these, through prudence

And patience.

And most importantly, to do this,

To come closer to God and feel

The trust in that I am worthy

of experiencing these ultra sensitivities.

As I learn to read truth

I see it in the revelation of the message.

When I see with my heart

The true teacher appear before my eyes

When I learn to love

Love will teach me

To learn everything.