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I’m always secretly delighted and inspired when “in-the-flesh” friends and “virtual” friends point out that my blog has gone idle. “I’m getting tired of the snow pictures.” This nudge came from my friend Barbara earlier tonight. Me, too, I thought. In fact, I’m tired of snow, period…ready, really ready, for spring. Not just for the change of season; not just for the return of color, the rich smells, the increasing light, the gentle warmth…even more, I’m ready for a change of vibration. These last few weeks have been just plain difficult…not so much for me personally…I feel like I’m standing at the edge of a cyclone–just far enough away to be still and calm most of the time. My husband and his family are weathering a hostile and cruel storm and I am doing my best to be a source of Peace.

On a good day, I can pull it off…breathing, centering, presencing, heart open. On a not so good day, I want the rant and rail with the rest of them, pretend that I’m either impotent or all powerful and complain, pass judgment, be mean-spirited and feel that old familiar rush of adrenaline–nothing like cortical steroids to jangle the nervous system.

This morning, I was meditating in the first light. At some point, the thought came–why all this chaos? What am I doing to invite it; how is this helping me to grow; what can I learn? Perhaps this is the very best way, the only way, to deepen my own spiritual practice…it is a matter of emotional survival…a matter of wholeness.

Blessed are those who plant peace each season; they shall be
named the children of God.

Healthy are those who strike the note that unites; they shall
be remembered as rays of the One Unity.

Aligned with the One are those who prepare the ground for
all tranquil gatherings; they shall become fountains of
Livingness.

Integrated are those who joyfully knit themselves together
within; they shall be stamped with the seal of Cosmic
Identity.

Healed are those who bear the fruit of sympathy and safety
for all; they shall hasten the coming of God’s new creation.

– NEIL DOUGLAS-KLOTZ –

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PEACE I GIVE UNTO YOU

Peace:
The remembrance of
the potential of the universe
before the Holy One created it–
the harmony of opposites,
the awareness of the void.
I recreate this original peace in you
with my presence.
I release this peace by my
constant inner forgiveness and letting go.
I surround you with this peace,
and you feel a fire of love kindled in
your hearts.

The thing-world–the universe of
levels, planes, particles, and separation–
cannot give peace the way I do.
Diversity gives the gift of
forms fulfilling their purpose,
then passing away:
a peace of separation.
I give peace with the awareness of
the whole story of sacred unity,
an ongoing creation
moving ahead of, with, and behind us
like a caravan.
Let your heartbeat
carry this remembrance.
When you feel this peace,
the center of your passion
can never be forced or limited,
neither inflated nor deflated.
You cannot be carried away by fear
nor hemmed in by grief.
You are always coming to standing
at the beginning,
reverberating peace
around you
without limit.

– NEAL DOUGLAS KLOTZ –
translation of John 14:27, King James Version
Blessings of the Cosmos: Wisdom of the Heart From the Aramaic Words of Jesus

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PEACE I GIVE UNTO YOU

Peace:
The remembrance of
the potential of the universe
before the Holy One created it–
the harmony of opposites,
the awareness of the void.
I recreate this original peace in you
with my presence.
I release this peace by my
constant inner forgiveness and letting go.
I surround you with this peace,
and you feel a fire of love kindled in
your hearts.

The thing-world–the universe of
levels, planes, particles, and separation–
cannot give peace the way I do.
Diversity gives the gift of
forms fulfilling their purpose
then passing away:
a peace of separation.
I give peace with the awareness of
the whole story of sacred unity,
an ongoing creation
moving ahead of, with, and behind us
like a caravan.
Let your heartbeat
carry this remembrance.
When you feel this peace,
the center of your passion
can never be forced or limited,
neither inflated nor deflated.
You cannot be carried away by fear
nor hemmed in by grief.
You are always coming to standing
at the beginning,
reverberating peace
around you
without limit.

– NEIL DOUGLAS KLOTZ –
Aramaic translation

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PERMISSION TO DESIRE

Ask intensely–
like a straight line engraved toward
the object you want;
pray with desire–
as though you interrogated your own soul about
its deepest, most hidden longings;
and you will
receive expansively–
not only what your desire asked,
but where the elemental breath led you–
love’s doorstep, the place where you
bear fruit
and become part of the universe’s
power of generation and sympathy.

Search anxiously–
from the interior of your desire
to its outer embodiment–
let the inner gnawing and boiling lead you to
act passionately–
no matter how material or gorss
your goal seems at first;
then you will
find fulfillment
of the drive of the flesh
to accomplish its purpose
and see its destiny.
Like a spring unbound, you will
gain the force
of profound stillness after an effort–
the earth’s power to grow new each season.

Knock innocently–
as if you were driving a tent stake or
striking one clear note, never heard before.
Create enough space within
to receive the force you release;
hollow yourself–
purified of hidden hopes and fears,
and it shall be
opened easily–
a natural response to space created,
part of the contraction-expansion
of the universe;
and penetrated smoothly–
as the cosmos opens and closes
around your words of satisfied desire.

– NEIL DOUGLAS-KLOTZ –
translation from the Aramaic, Matthew 7:7

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This morning I am awake early…savoring the morning light while it lasts; acclimating to the dark afternoon. Yesterday, the maples behind the house were still green…this morning they are yellow and the wind has combed leaves off the hickory and catalpa trees. The temperature is dropping and there are rumors of snow.

At lunch time, I drive across the county to check on Dad. When I arrive at the hospital, he is in good spirits–it’s amazing what a blood transfusion can do when your hemoglobin is low. As I pull out of the parking lot, I think about his incredible determination. I think about Katagiri Roshi’s description of a monk’s life…”we fall down and we get up.” I think of the instructions at yoga school when we are doing balancing poses: “if you fall down ten times, get up eleven times.” Somehow, whenever his health fails or when he literally falls down (something he’s done numerous times), Dad always gets back up. I’ve come to admire his sense of humor about it all, his love of life and his magnanimous acceptance of what is in any given moment.

A BLESSING OF IMPERMANENCE

If you’re going to be anxious and rush around about anything,
do it first about finding the “I can” of the universe
and how it straightens out your life.
Line up your starting place with that of the cosmos:
search and ask and boil with impatience
until you find the vision of the One Being
that empowers all your ideas and ideals,
that restores your faith and justifies your love.

All the rest–the universal and endless “things”
of life–
will then attach themselves to you as you need them.
You will stand at the threshold where
completeness arrives naturally
and prostration leads to perfection.
Pouring yourself out makes the universe do
the same.

– NEIL DOUGLAS-KLOTZ –

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The summer of 1971. Black Hills of South Dakota in the distance. My 23 year old self traveling across this beautiful country…feeling; sensing; knowing–space, human scale and divine scale for the first time. Under the big sky, I was appropriately small. My suburban upbringing; my life with cul de sacs, sidewalks and streets named after trees–Elm, Oak, Poplar, Pine, Hemlock, Maple, Hickory–faded into oblivion. I was free of station wagons, car pools, covered dish church socials, television, cloth napkins, sterling flatware, pearls and my basic black dress. I remember the sun, the wind, the smell of prairie and the color of the earth. The world was mine; the experience was sacred…spirtual…religious.

PERMISSION TO SHINE

Let the light of your being,
the consciousness of knowing
your real Self,
radiate and illuminate
the human beings
you find before you,
as well as the community of voices
you find within.

When they see and feel
your atmosphere of ripeness,
your ability to act
at the right time and place,
they will be reconnected in praise
to the song and harmony
of the Parent of All,
the nurturing Force
that re-creates the cosmos
each moment,
unfolding a universe
of sound, vibration, and light.

– NEIL DOUGLAS-KLOTZ –
Blessings of the Cosmos: Wisdom of the Heart From the Aramaic Words of Jesus

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