Our bliss is our fear unmasked. Our ecstasy is the dread set free. Our passion is the unconditional release from all condemnation. – Georgi A major application of the trilogy of perception revealed in I AM HERE – Opening the…
Our bliss is our fear unmasked. Our ecstasy is the dread set free. Our passion is the unconditional release from all condemnation. – Georgi A major application of the trilogy of perception revealed in I AM HERE – Opening the…
Take these words and burn them now they can only reflect this burning, creative rage and a wild world of shadows. The sun in every cell in body densely burning with fuel of love, intensely furnacing the old to allow…
I am everything. Yes this, and this, and this. Awareness can do it all, except when it won’t, Here, in the core of bone, where this and that are one.
A free fall into silence: Falling into silence that is always here. Here, before, between and behind every word. Standing here, the demons fly on chariots of fear, lest it consume them.
Dancing With the Void Father you came to her that night words – dream-scrambled,unrecalled apart from melody of ending, from beyond all opening of death “Now I am biting the void,” you said, “Now I am biting the void.”
No & Yes Not. Anything more than nothing, Nobody other than no-one, No place far from nowhere. Yet in this universal, creative lilt, I AM HERE a resonating Yes to the night. Hold me in mental wondering Love me in…
Spiritual teacher and author Georgi Y. Johnson reads the poem Here Am I – from the book I AM HERE – Opening the Windows of Life and Beauty. The poem is based on the trilogy of perception “I” – Consciousness,…
When someone we love dies, a process is initiated beyond our control and choosing, a process which will transform who we are and who we were about to become. Just as each birth and each death is unique, so each…
It takes a while for him to notice her as he believes it is his party and he must entertain all the guests. But the witness is born to witness, and witnessing her, he became curious. He calls in the…
Sweet face, these tears are the melting of frozen spaces you never knew were there. In the freezing all was forgotten. In the great freeze, my love, feeling flew away and the space grew so cold it felt harder than…