Elaine Daly 
 
Received 19 April 2011

Openings – inlets of Grace
Causing relaxations
Freedoms to be released
Simple truths bring earth shattering beauty
My heart rests and my soul begins to sing
Softly at first
The love is gentle yet flowing
Waves of peace break onto my shores
Endless lappings eclipse my doubt
My days of fear are done

Rest comes easily now
When all the fight is over
I imagine this is what death feels like
The final release into the gap to beyond

Effortlessly my body is surrendered
The screaming child within is satisfied and at peace
Beloved I look to you in wonder
Did you know?
Have always know the endless opening
That was available when I took the leap

Rest easy little swan
Your transformation is complete
Be in the moment
The piece where all life stands still
Effortless ease embraces you from all sides
Your fight against what is – is finally done

Beloved centuries will pass and I will go on loving you
There is no boundary to the infinite

Silence is your closest ally
Your easy opening into my sea of love
Ever present
Ever flowing
Invites all
All of you must dive in
Nothing is left behind
No pattern or logic can call you back
You are my eternal child
There is nothing you can do to create a rift in this sea
It is but a choice to give yourself freely to this love that we are

And in that leap of surrender
The ocean of the universe fills every gap
With grace so that all of you is supported,
Held and christened in this sacred waters of grace
You are always held
- yet it is the sacred action of the fall
That allows you to experience love meeting you as you leap
Fall into my love and in the falling you realise
All that you fall through is also my love
Noticing that the you who is falling
Is not the you – you thought you were
But the you who you always are
Beloved true all encompassing love
Love falling in love with itself
The ultimate act of selflessness
A dying to who you thought your self to be
And a remembering of who you truly are.

The only question that remains is....


Are you ready to Leap???

 
This poem came through on the morning of my final training with the wonderful Pat Cane.  It is dedicated to her and all those brave souls like her that are transforming our planet by connecting people back into LOVE and creating a culture of wellness and compassion.
For more info on Pat's wonderful work check out capacitar.org 

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Freedom Falls Softly
like a descending Grace
opening you to your inner peaceful self
Time stretches & morphs
and all becomes still

The inner monkey stops its eternal squealing
the hamster slows its wheel to a stop
In this absence of thought
True wellness comes

At first it seems to be only the absence
of thought and the frantic racings of my mind
Yet this freedom is a rich thick embodiment
of something greater

This stillness is not empty
Instead it is overflowing with energy
- an effervescent transformation machine
Dissolving all it touches back into itself

Divine peace I call it
or sometimes Grace
The cosmic quality of Stillness
Openness & Trust

I long to live only in this place
Yet I know myself to be attached
To this that is dissolving
All the lies that I have taught myself to believe

For now – its baby steps for me
Little moments of graceful surrender
Maybe a head or finger hold
Or some Tai Chi or Pal Dal Gum…

Every step is another opening
Another seamless fall into Grace
Slowly my addiction to my old ways begins to die & surrender
As my addiction to this freedom takes hold of my heart

Now I know there is no path
I will not venture
No dive I will not make
I am freedoms warrior
Surrendering my way back home.

 
If He makes of me a cup, I am a cup;
I am a dagger if He makes me a dagger.
If he makes me a fountain, water pours out of me;
Heat dances from me if He makes me a fire.
If He makes me rain, I give birth to rich fields;
If He makes me an arrow, I pierce hearts;
If he makes me a serpent, poison flames from me.
If He makes me a friend, I serve my friends.
He is the Writer; I am the pen in His fingers.
Who am I to obey or disobey? 

- Jalal-ud-Din Rumi
(Translated by Andrew Harvey from A Year of Rumi)


 
What was whispered to the rose to break it open 
last night was whispered to my heart.

- Jalal-ud-Din Rumi
(Translated by Andrew Harvey from A Year of Rumi)


 
Surrender

Surrender yourself, and if you cannot be welcomed by the Friend,
Know that you are rebelling inwardly like a thread
That doesn't want to go through the needle's eye!
The awakened heart is a lamp; protect it by the hem of your robe!
Hurry and get out of this wind, for the weather is bad.
And when you've left this storm, you will come to a fountain;
You'll find a Friend there who will always nourish your soul.
And with your soul always green, you'll grown into a tall tree
Flowering always with sweet light-fruit, whose growth is interior.

- Jalal-ud-Din Rumi
(Translated by Andrew Harvey from A Year of Rumi)