Fierce Compassion

I'm concerned with our current state of ignorance. I just watched a
great documentary, Born into Brothels, yesterday afternoon. It was
about children in Calcutta that had been born to prostitutes in the
Red Light District. An American Photographer traveled to take
pictures in that district and inevitably encountered the children, who
are everywhere. My mother walked in on the last half and was
surprised to see this, because she didn't know such things happened in
India. I'm also reading a book called "The Bond Between Women: A
Journey to Fierce Compassion" by China Galland. In the book the
author encounters women fighting child prostitution and slavery over
and over, despite her search towards understanding images of a fierce Divine Feminine like Kali and Tara. She quickly realized that this Divine Mother Warrior was manifesting in all of us, because our world is in danger.

I am convinced that we are in an age of action. The search for
spiritual 'englightenment' no longer precludes involvement in
'worldly' affairs. We don't have to be renunciants any more. No
more hiding out in the Himalayas, or in monasteries. The time for
action is now. It is the time to BE the message. Let us be living
embodiments of that which we desire of our Divinity, whatever it may
be. Do we want compassion? Let us be compassionate. Do we want
healing? Let us heal. Do we want guidance? Let us be wise.

Planning, thinking, feeling. Let us not become trapped in inaction.
I think it is frustrating for us to think about things over and over,
and wonder their results if we took action. However, I also believe
that we take comfort in not taking action. While we seethe and worry
we are secretly glad that we are not DOING, for then we would have a
huge responsibility. That of the result! I want to be brave. I want
to follow the murmurs of my heart, with its wonderful wisdom and
blooming enlightenment.

Today I am traveling the journey of Fierce Compassion.

Blessed be.

Time is not our master.

I awaken from a semi-deep sleep with a beautiful tree washed golden
with the light of the sun. It makes me smile, for I feel like the
tree. Washed lovingly with the Light of my Self, that Self that
manifests within and without.

There's a cool breeze here, and I'll be sure to bundle up as I walk to school.

My heart keeps smiling, despite my obsessive thoughts. It smiles AT my
obsessive thoughts. The thoughts slowly dissipate away. What wondrous
miracles we cultivate when we yearn for peace. I'm slowly learning to
relax within my self. It is difficult. But I will accomplish it,
slowly and surely, in my own time.

Thank God we HAVE time. It gives us a sense of urgency, a sense of
wanting to accomplish. Can you imagine living, just living, without
having any way to mark anniversaries, accomplishments, goals and
dreams? Time is a tool to be used wisely, and it is not to be our
Master. This will be my goal for the day.

Love and Blessings.

oh blessed life

My mind is clear, my voice is stronger, my mission palpable.

I can't write as much as I feel. The tools of my expression, while
not limited to touch, are more palpable if that sense is used.

Music is much more important to me thatn I realize, and I need to
focus my energies appropriately.

Allah Hu!!!! Ashqq drips from my tongue and Love lights up my Soul.

My hope and prayer is for Love, Light, Beauty and Harmony in every
human's heart.

For Peace.