Thirty-two teeth in our bodies,

Thirty-two virtues of Buddha,

Thirty-two paths of Kabbalah (wisdom tradition),

Thirty-two plus 1, the age of Jesus at crucifixion,

Thirty-two, the life-span of Shankara.



Thirty-two is Fulfillment.

Our Earth’s atmosphere lifts a winged plane that high;

Beyond that, rockets are needed. We’re in space.



Inside our mind,

Our Consciousness lifts our thoughts to the surface;

Below the surface we have only a feeling, a guess.



We are in Inner Space.



Settling in,

Letting go,

Opening ourselves to Grace,

We begin to swim in Pure Consciousness,

The Source of our thoughts–



We begin to experience the mechanics through which our thoughts arise,

Within Lively Silence expressing Itself–our Self–with increasing dynamism.



We begin to know who we Are.

Amazing!

Opening the door to our heart,

Opening the Door to the Temple,

Showing our self a Seat in our Self,

Teaching ourself a Song of Glory.



Little by little,

We usher our dreams to Fulfillment,

And as we do,

Fulfillment likes our song, our style,

And Rushes In.

The Divine is all there is: Beauty, Love and Joy, Wholeness.

It is never hidden but we may be lost in parts of it,

Aiming only for a potato, a sock, a few dollars or a million,

Forgetting the Full Meal, the Full Clothing, The Infinite Treasury.



When, by Grace, we begin to remember,

We begin to share,

To reveal the Sacred Everywhere,

Consecrating our World.

Sweet green grass,

Gentle wind,

Red, blue, orange flowers in the meadow.



We stroll smiling through the grass,

Gently loved by the blades,

We enter the grove of elms and oaks:

Silence! Lovely Silence!



Silence to our ears

Brings Silence to our mind, our heart:

Our body is filled with Golden, Overflowing Silence,

Inside Silence merging with Outer Silence,

Revealing Our Omnipresent, All-Pervading, Lively Silence,

Silence of Universal Joy, of Universal Love:



Ahhh!

Within the Timeless,

Always Shining,

The Play of Boundaries Hides the Sun,

Eternal Light.



The Game is Hide, Reveal.

The Game is Hide and Seek,

Then Find.



Now is sunrise, dawn,

Of Full Sunshine.



Soon is Noon–All Light, No shadow.



Very soon!

Hallalujah!

Delightful rivers of golden bliss flow from the soles of my feet to my head,

Twirl within my head and go through my arms to my palms.

They become golden spheres of bliss,

Repeatedly leaping back and forth from palm to palm,

Expanding into rivers and flowing through my whole body of bliss, of light,

Overflowing into my Cosmic Physiology and my Omnipresent Bliss and Love.



Ahhh!