Friends
Attending
Fixing Yourself
Your Day
Did you ever feel that life is real
and luck has come your way?
It’s been so long, but it’s finally come,
and now it is your day.
Did you ever ponder thoughts so deep
they seemed to be ideal?
Then to wake and realize
those thoughts you had are real.
Did you ever listen with ears so sharp
that you heard a voice within?
It said, “You’ve finally reached the door
don’t knock, just walk right in.”
Did you ever walk among the leaves
and shed a tear away?
Because you felt that life is real
and you knew it was your day.
by Jim Strohl
What You Know Is Right
The pain will cease
and the suffering stop
When you face the truth
with all you’ve got.
The Source will shed
the needed light
For you to see
throughout the night.
You’ll find the strength
for the toughest fight
And receive support
through the longest plight.
The fears will lift
and the hurts subside
When you choose to live
and refuse to hide.
And the world unfolds
in colors bright
When you trust your Self
to reflect the light.
And peaceful calm
will grace your life
When you always do
what you know is right.
by Jim Strohl
Be
The mind unfolds
Not an end to a means
But a means to endlessness.
As the body cringes
The soul rejoices
Free to be its source
Grieve not
Neither the past nor the future
Can change the Reality of existence.
Exult in pleasure and pain
For in its presence and absence
Its nature is made known.
Dwell not on the unreal
The depths of Reality
Express themselves in timeless waves
of happiness.
Bath in the stillness of life
For the deepest pools
Engulf supreme knowledge.
by Jim Strohl
The Puffer
Our perceived selves are like puffs of smoke
attempting to capture solid form.
To substantiate smoke-filled realities
we fiercely keep on puffing.
Despite persistent efforts
the satisfaction of form is never realized.
Smoke endlessly fades into oblivion
making known the futility of puffing.
The weary puffer finally pauses.
The smoke begins to clear.
Now a form emerges
Revealing the puffer behind the puff.
– Jim Strohl
Redemption
Do not avoid desire.
See it for what it is.
There’s nothing to ever fear again
For thoughts created fear.
Threats come not from without.
It is always me I fear.
For mind perceives itself as split.
Viewing blame and vengeance real.
Learning to believe in attack
We crucify ourselves to heal.
Knowing that we hurt ourselves
The fear of God is gone.
Self-redemption then appears
And welcomes us back home.
– JES
Nothing To Do
There is nothing to do,
and nothing to say.
There is nothing needed,
for God knows the way.
– JES
Nothing Needed
Nothing is asked of you
As feelings flow from me.
From mysterious origins
Waves swell through my being.
Leading me to wonder
What could be their meaning?
The pleasure so compelling
The mind bows to the heart.
A soft internal whisper
Says this is just the start.
The power is delightful
Spontaneous, free, and pure.
Mind awakes from slumber
And fear can be no more.
The author of this story
Suggests no end in sight.
The resultant joy and glory
Leaves nothing else to hide.
— JES