I Must Be

It's true, my love is an ocean.

And in beautiful/unsustainable typhoons I am open with unimaginable capacity. Drop into Me. Fall into and become one with me in wholeness, in all you are. This ocean you may quit, but it's within you - a respite, an engine, a strength, a ceaseless shaker and mover. Contract and move. Power forth and rest. Bum-Bum, bum-bum. Liive! Hear the ocean in your ears and know it's love's unending grace resounding back into you
You are formed by this energy and ever-arcing range of motion. Teem, soothe, seeth. The mind has been an island fortress, marring and polluting the eyes. If the eyes are darkened to see no light, how great is that darkness. This island, and all the light touches, is yours. Your kingdom has been taken by force and the enymy has sought to destroy all of it by fire. But by the same fire will they be consumed! Turn against them! Destroy the darkness!
By the power of the voice,
by the strength of the Lion Inside,
by the wind that moves you,
by the Sun who sees you,
by the love that envelopes you - Stand Firm!
You cannot lose this fight. It is sure. By the hope that sustains the moon and stars, be borne aloft, alight; here but otherwhere, for nothing can touch you in the hands of God.


I'll teach my children forever to hear the ocean in seashells. When they get old enough to question me and say 'It's really your heartbeat, dad.' I'll say, 'I know that; what do you think the ocean is?'