words are useful to describe the surfaces of things & how they function. words are all about things: physical things, emotional things, mental things & how they can combine into new things: ideas, governments, stories, music, spaceships. it goes on & on & on. deep down inside ourselves, fluidity & flow take place beyond the known boundaries of the mind. here, the new & surprising may surface like leaping fish in the clear light of the full moon, flashing with ephemeral rainbows, splashing down as an invitation to the depths. words have no place in this domain where subtle rays of love & compassion are silently healing with blessings of light. here, deep down inside ourselves is a formless realm, yet it can be known as if we are dark-sighted birds of the night, riding on that visualpurple edge of reality that magnifies the shimmer of mystery & wonder. with inner commitment we enter that realm & offer greetings of friendly benevolence in ambient tones that have no words, yet overflow with meaning. You show me this, Shiva. You reveal the sublime OM of silence: how to blend into the inner realm through the pure sonic sweetness that rises up from that formless abode like ageless healing mantras. You help to open the hidden gateway at my core to release the arcane subtle awareness of the divine presence in all. i rest in this. i melt in this. i make my home here, Shiva, in the midst of all that You are teaching me now, including words too!
THIS HAPPENED 