Poems of Heart and Good and Evil

There comes a time
When the sound of your heart
Becomes the most important voice you hear.
Other voices can be loud, frightening,
Even when they say they come from Spirit.
Ancestors, Spirit Guides, Power Animals, Teachers, Friends, Therapists,
They all think they know who you are
And tell you what they believe is the best path for you.
But if you see them
As anything other than extensions of your true self
You will be guided into confusion and anger.
Confusion comes when we do not trust our own voice.
The heart can be as clear as a bell,
Yet what the mind thinks and the ears hear
Can tell us differently.
The mind deals in opposites,
The heart dwells on unity.
The heart always has a simpler answer,
And it is always the right answer.
Not trusting the heart leads to fear and abandonment,
Trusting the heart leads to homecoming, presence, and celebration.
There is nothing you must do or achieve.
This is the old way of thinking
The belief in good and evil
The illusion of separation.
On one level,
Good and evil are real.
On another,
They cease to exist at all.
They are together,
And in being together they make each other whole.

...

The same occult war of the world
That happens between Good and Evil
Is happening in our own minds.
The peace we find in our hearts
Is the same peace that solves and undermines this war.
The spacious eye of the heart
Is the whole-ness
That has been there all along.
Never bragging,
Never choking.
Biding its time
In quiet depths of the soul.

...

There is no symbol
That can stand for the unity of God.
Perhaps a sun
Suspended in the center of my heart
Will suffice for now.