Fearless Reason

Fearless reason in an age of frightened absurdity.

Tag: love

A Great Turning

When I began this blog in November, 2011 I was an atheist, and wanted a place to espouse the virtues of rationalism. That led to several diatribes over the course of several months that extolled strength and the virtue of reason without passion. Then in 2012 I had a spiritual awakening that continues to transmute the dross of my being into the sublime bliss of our infinite and loving god. I followed reason down a rabbit hole of mysticism, and have lived in Wonderland ever since. As a result my posts have slowly shifted from diatribes to prose and poetry. My mind has slowly drifted from the analytical, to constant blessing and praise of the infinite mystery that is you and me.

With each new stage of my spiritual journey I revisit whether “Fearless Reason” is sill an appropriate name for this blog, and each time I quickly conclude it is more appropriate now than ever before. I began this journey as a rationalist and atheist, then in 2012 had an awakening that transformed me into a spiritual seeker and solitary mystic.

Over the years I have allowed god’s grace to transform me from the inside out. The bliss of my initial awakening has never left me. It is always with me, waiting to be noticed. Asking only that I turn my attention towards it and enter the divine embrace. At first this communion was limited to periods of meditation, but is increasingly an abiding companion. As a result, my prayers have been reduced to one: for sanctification and perfect union with the great mystery.

I have often thought that god hid from me until I was thoroughly enmeshed in the world in order to keep me out of a monastery or cave; and that also seems more true now than ever before. Throughout my journey I have continued to live the life of a  householder. I have practiced law, built a home, and found a mate. I have been extremely active in the world and honor my obligations to family, friends, and community. But along the way I have always had beating within me the great mantra and sublime bliss, growing ever louder, waiting to be noticed, and now impossible to ignore.

I am now at the beginning of yet another turning point. In recent years I have felt called to share something of what I have found with others. But the appropriate expression of that sharing has eluded me.

However, as I begin moving from solitary mystic towards spiritual community, the mode of that sharing and service are becoming more apparent. Increasingly I find myself in the midst of beautiful souls who wish only to see god; but karma, pain, and suffering hide him from their eyes. Yet by god’s grace and their willing heart, I can alleviate some of their burden. I can hold them in the stillness of my samadhi. I can take their karma and burn it in the fire of my love and bliss. No suffering is too great, no trauma too daunting. We can give it all to god.

Blessings to all the beautiful strangers and soulmates who have read this far. Pray that I have the strength to follow the path god has set me upon.

Namaste,

Zachary

A More Beautiful Way

Though
eyes perceive
only
decay.

The heart
remembers
a more beautiful
way.

The body
knows what
the mind
cannot grasp.

That possibilities
exist outside
of cause
and effect.

What came
before
need not
come again.

When love
is the way
god takes care
of the rest.

 

Grant Me Strength

God cleanse
of impurities
my mind
body and soul.

Make of me
an instrument
of thy will.

A bringer
of the new
a destroyer
of the old.

An embodiment
of thy peace
joy and love.

Guide me
that I may
walk in
thy ways.

Grant me
the grace
to do thy will.

God grant
me strength
that I may
not falter.

Falling Upward

The world
is falling
apart.

But we
are falling
upward.

Chaos
reigns in
public places.

But we harbor
peace in
private moments.

Hatred
shouts from
on high.

But we embody
love from
below.

The world
is falling
apart.

But we
are falling
upward.

Your Duty is Love

Forsake
duty that
is not loved.

It is not
your burden
to bear.

Your
duty is
love.

Your
burden
joy.

Change
is nature’s
law.

Permanence
mankind’s
nightmare.

Forsake
that which
is not yours.

I Pray Aversion Is Not A Sin

I pray
aversion
is not
a sin.

For I
become
more intolerant
by the day.

Love and
acceptance
may be
my creed.

But I recoil
from fear
hatred and
greed.

Would that
I knew less
of the ways
of men.

Abstractions
are far
easier
to love.

I pray
aversion
to perversion
is not a sin.

For now
I must
turn
away.

Love Need Not Be Feared

Intimacy
need not
be feared.

Love
should not
be quarantined.

Give
yourself
to somebody.

Entwine
your soul
with theirs.

Meet
them in
their eyes.

Trust
yourself with
another self.

Share
the abundance
of your heart.

Love
is not diminished
by being given.

Given
it only
grows.

Scarce
only when
withheld.

Love
need not
be feared.

 

Be Kind

Be kind.

Everyone
is someone
you’ve met before
or shall meet again.

Be kind.

Everyone
is someone
to somebody
even this body.

Be kind.

Everyone
is someone
every body
is your body.

Be kind.

Everyone
is someone
everyone
is someone.

Be kind.

A Prayer for Mystics

Find satisfaction
in the perfection
of small things.

Be in awe
of mundane
miracles.

Do less
be more
want less
be grateful.

Find love
in the midst
of everything.

Be at peace
in the maelstrom
and doldrums alike.

Do more
with less
want not
be equanimous.

This is a prayer
for mystics
and a practice
for would-be saints.

Pity My Mad Blind Brother

I will not
have you
as my enemy
nor cast hatred
your way.

Life
is too precious
hatred
too great a burden.

I will not
taint myself
with anger
nor reject you
as myself.

I greet you
instead
not as enemy
but as lost aspect
of my own soul.

Looking
through eyes
clouded by the darkness
of a blind heart.

Possessed
by the madness
of a hallucination
of the separate self.

Pity
my mad
blind brother
is the only burden
I will bear.