The Path of No Path

Part IV Peace is! Peace flows freely It is active and engaged Passivity and Do-nothingness Is the domain of the critics Flowing freely It is only in this way The presence of peace is Known and felt It is the doorway We must choose to Walk through when We choose to become All that we are Peace is the free exchange Of all that is Exuberant gifting, and yes The re-gifting of Ideas Of Art, Music and Culture And, of course Our most Intimate Selves It can be the free choice From those who have Been given much to share With those who have less Demand and force Criticize and coerce These are not the road signs On the highway to peace We have the power To make new choices With billion and million “aires” To numerous to count Should any one go without food Or not have a safe place to live? Here’s a thought— Choose not to:             Be fearful             Be Angry    ...

Part III I know it I have been there to Being lost and homeless The way back …, back to where? Or, for that matter despite What the GPS locator says Where exactly             Is here? For a moment Consider this—             It is not possible to             Become lost or separated             From a place we never left This place we all search for A place we can call home Has never left us It moves as we move Indeed it travels with us             Always So …, back to our sitting Breathe freely Choose to allow yourself             This simple pleasure                   ...

Part II Racing and rushing about Where are the car keys? And pick up the kids Workouts at the gym and Make it to the Doctor’s by 4 And, oh yes, must remember to Get up early; be at work on time   Lather Rinse Repeat As required (so they say!)   Seek not to possess any form Allow no form to possess you Go beyond the illusion of form Breathe deep the wisdom that lies beyond Drink fully and be nourished By the infinite beauty that lives As if hidden, yet always fully present To experience this is to be At the center of where love dwells   We’ve all done it We do it to ourselves And each other; striving — achieving Speedily along the path Of been there and done that Ever onward to the next — what’s next?   Please come and sit with me By sitting together we can Enter into calmness We can become the Ever present stillness   Copyright © 2004 William A. York. All rights reserved.

Part I   To be source The creator of forms Be not caught up with any form   Copyright © 2004 William A. York. All rights reserved.

Quickly now! They shouted The Guest will be here soon There is so little time to prepare Oh! Make ready the house Surely the guest will seek us out With the all the plans we have made What banquets, Grand Pujas And fine discussions we will have!   Away from the commotion At the edge of town She sweeps Every day sweeping The barely visible path to Her dwelling The well-tended late morning fire Burns bright from Her devotion Her voice is soft and gentle Today I sweep for Thee she whispers.   Her body is ancient She has seen the great mountains in their youth The towering redwoods and giant sequoias She cared for as saplings On the edge of the great forest Her house, open on one side is ever filled There is grand delight in their faces Children smile from the stories She tells   You there, old woman Don’t you know the Guest is coming The learned and important say As they confront her in her sweeping Cease this useless and endless sweeping Sure...

I have met And shared countless meals with Spent long hours in Enraptured conversation With the most powerful being   I have looked deep into Those magnificent eyes That sees only love and forgiveness The face of unending gentle kindness That never turns away from me   Truly it is from The heart center that flows A force so powerful that it Rocks to the deepest foundations This entire multi-verse   Love is the only force Of all that is   You are             This being of infinite power You are             The most powerful force             That rocks this ‘verse You are             The love that is all that is;             and, so am I   This is the only real power It lives at the core of al...

Let your mind go Wherever it will Look with devotion To the depths of The darkest part Of the night sky   Push yourself not In a specific direction Your innate being-ness Already knows all The cardinal compass points Of the infinite landscape   Reach and strive not Towards any goal Neither obvious or obscured Seek not the bright pole star The fixed points are already known Your bliss lives not there   The glorious infinite bliss Of your own being Actively living and breathing Is not found on any map There is no fixed point in the cosmos It resides in you; that infinite space flowing In-between the stars of heaven     Copyright © 2004 William A. York. All rights reserved.