Kundalini Splendor

The Scrubwoman's Song

I could be a Buddhist

and  look wise.

Or I could be a Tantrik

and be a bit wild.

I could be a yogi

and tangle my limbs

like a secret code

that no one else could read.

I listen to an inner music

that none but me

can hear.

I scrub and dip,

scrub and sway,

to this music

that only I can hear.

Dorothy Walters

August 30, 2020

Always the Mystery

Who awakened me on that fateful day?

 Who led me through those jungles of doubt

as I moved forward without guidebook or guide?

Who danced with me 

when there was silence everywhere?

Who sent the music

that thrilled my bones, flowed like a prayer

through my body?

Who comes to me, even now,

when my cells and tissues

are transmuted into love?

Who witnessed my longing and joy

when all was knit together

in the place of knowing?

Who speaks 

with unsaid words

as I listen in silence?

Dorothy Walters

August 28, 2020

The Slave

I am here 

to be transfigured,

so go ahead,

knead me, pound me,

shake me upside down.  

I don't care

what you do to this being.

It was yours well before

I came to this realm.

You carried it in

your future plans drawer,

then perfected it in earth fashion

once I arrived.

What I see in the mirror now

is what you imagined then,

this body, with all its scars

and imperfections,

the one you designed,

so I will live with it,

claim it for my own.

Just tell me

what to do

and I will follow your desire,

the way a favorite dog

gladly obliges the master

whom he loves.

Dorothy Walters

August 27, 2020

Because of Who I Am

I have been entrusted 

with secrets.

Indeed, I know things

that others

do not know,

cannot know,

and thus think of me 

(smiling)

as someone who is somewhat addled,

outside the norm,

off on a limb

that will take me on a ride

to the moon.

They do not listen

when their bodies

tell them things

they need to know.

They cling to the

straight and narrow,

eschew the crooked

and hidden.

When they finally get here

(and they will, this time or

another)

I will welcome them,

hold them in my arms,

wipe away their

tears of joy.

Dorothy Walters

August 10, 2020

The T.V. Guru

She has her robe, her mala, her bindi.

She is speaking to a large audience.

Mostly she is telling me

what was imprinted within

so many years ago,

glimpses of eternity.

I have almost none of the implements

that she wears or knows about.

I search blindly for knowledge

once mine, then vanished, 

absorbed into the great cosmic field

of eternal knowledge.

I feel for my bindi.

It is not there.

I hold my mala,

something substantial 

that remains,

but I do not know its stations.

I ponder that my bindi

is merely a marker,

a reminder of the Great Bindu,

the minuscule center, the atom

from which all derives,

to which all returns in the well hole

of creation, the source and destination,

me the fleeting witness,

the momentary flicker

in the flame of existence.

Dorothy Walters

August 19, 2020

New Music

Kabir has written

a mountain of words.

I read them in vain,

looking for something new.

Friend, truth is a diamond

shining through the garbage dump

of discards.

Look there for what you are seeking.

You do not recognize it

because you know it so well,

you have repeated it

so many times.

It is like the medallion

that you put on each morning

so familiar you have forgotten

what it says.

Be still and listen

to this new music,

the symphony playing within.

Dorothy Walters

August 24, 2020

The Mutant Sant Arrives Elsewhere

 I have burned my body to ash

and the smoke still rises

from that pyre.

I have drowned my being

in sacred water

many times over,

and each time I rose

for breath

I shouted Her Name.

I have walked through

groves and gardens

that spoke to me,

secrets I could never 

recall.

Now I am a form made from

dust and light,

molded together as if I belonged,

moving through the world

imperceptible,

unseen,

waiting to see what will

become of me

as I wait for the next

alteration to arrive.

Dorothy Walters

August 20, 2020

Note: "sant" is the common spelling in India and the Far East for the word we in the West spell "saint."

Also note, lines should be single spaced, not double spaced, as the new blog default requires.  There seems to be no way to correct this preference.  Any suggestions?

 An Unexpected Experience of Bliss

SOMETHING AMAZING HAPPENED DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY. WHEN I GOT UP I REALIZED THAT SOMETHING SPECIAL (IN TERMS OF ENERGY WITHIN) WAS HAPPENING. I "ACCIDENTALLY" CAME UPON SOME BAROQUE MUSIC ON MY COMPUTER. IMMEDIATELY I FELT EXQUISITE ENERGY MOVING IN MY BODY WHEN I BARELY MOVED MY FINGERS. THE VIBRATION WAS HIGH, BEYOND ANYTHING I HAVE FELT BEFORE. IT WAS INDEED INEFFABLE, THOUGH SUCH WORDS AS "SUBLIME, EXQUISITE, INDESCRIBABLE" COME TO MIND. I BELIEVE THAT AS WE GO THROUGH THIS UNIVERSAL TRANSFIGURATION, WE ARE GIVEN SIPS OR GLIMPSES OF HOW A TOTALLY "RECALIBRATED" BEING MIGHT EXPERIENCE THE WORLD. THESE MOMENTS REVEAL TO US HOW A FULLY EVOLVED LIGHT BODY MIGHT FUNCTION––IN TOTAL BLISS. OF COURSE THE PATH THAT LEADS TO THIS STATE IS ARDUOUS AND HAS MANY CHALLENGES. IS THIS ACTUAL MUTATION OF THE SPECIES? SOME THINK SO. I FEEL GRATEFUL TO BE INCLUDED IN THIS PROCESS AND TO KNOW OTHERS ON A SIMILAR PATH.

Note: The above entry describes the exquisite nature of union with the "Beloved Within" from one who has followed this path of divine bliss after 40 years of practice.  The entry that follows this one describes the experience of one who has recently "awakened."

I am delighted to share this beautiful account  of his awakening by someone who considered himself  an agnostic.  It is, I believe, a description of what many today are experiencing across the globe today as spiritual regeneration is happening to us even as the outer world collapses.  (from Jason's FB page)

 The Spiritual Awakening that Caught Me Completely by Surprise

JASON SEYMOUR·SUNDAY, JULY 26, 2020·READING TIME: 5 MINUTES

If we have not met formally, please allow me to introduce myself. I am a real estate attorney living in Washington, D.C. I think it is fair to say that I am a fairly ordinary person, and I like to think that I am a very rational person. 

I would like to share a personal experience in my life in the hope that it might give you a little bit of hope or inspiration during these uncertain times. Basically, this is the story of an unexpected, spontaneous “awakening” that caught me completely by surprise.

One fine day in March 2017, I was lounging in bed, as I was often wont to do on the weekend. It was a totally normal day like any other day.

At that point in my life, my philosophical position was that of the agnostic. Atheist—you could almost say—but I was not quite so arrogant as to say there is definitely no God or spiritual dimension to reality. And I adamantly believed that in order to believe in any phenomenon, there must be verifiable evidence.

There I was lounging when--all of a sudden--I felt an energy coursing up my spine and back. Next, I felt this energy coursing throughout my whole body. I was able to identify that energy as kundalini. Then, what can only be described as a kind of second sight opened up, and I saw colorful rays of light suffusing the room and giving the room a kind of golden hue. I identified that as my third eye opening up and seeing auras of light.

And then the most interesting thing happened. I was experiencing total bliss and peace like I had never done before. I also became aware of the presence of some kind of—well, the only word I could think of was—divinity. I experienced what I believed could only be described as divine. And I knew in that moment that there was absolutely nothing that existed that was outside of that divinity. It was all-encompassing.

I also had a sense of being totally at one with everything—and knew that oneness was the true state of everything. A lot of people talk about the interconnectedness of everything. It is just like that only taking it one step further. Not only are things related, they are not—from this perspective—even distinct from each other.

It is like astronauts viewing Earth from space and perceiving our planet as one single organism, which happens to astronauts quite a lot, apparently, and is referred to as the “overview effect.” And it was not that I merely had an intellectual understanding of this sense of oneness. It was a direct experience in which I felt and simply knew that everything was one.

In addition to that, I was experiencing a kind of higher consciousness—a kind of expansion of consciousness—and I just kind of knew things to be true that I did not normally know. And the world just felt natural and beautiful. It was not like I was transcending the world to experience some otherworldly spiritual dimension, but rather that I experienced the divinity (for lack of a better word) that is inherent and immanent in this world while being perfectly conscious of everything happening around me.

This experience continued with the same intensity for two straight weeks, although it diminished in intensity while I was at work. Astonishingly, I was able to do my work just fine despite going into states of higher consciousness throughout the day while sitting at my desk. Then, it started to subside. For six months, I was feeling the intensity of the experience for less and less each day.  But then, at the end of the six months, like clockwork—the intensity began to increase again and again.

And here I am more than three years later, and the experience is still with me. The difference between those first two weeks and now is that I have an increasing level of control over the experience. For instance, kundalini energy rarely rises up spontaneously. But if I want to experience kundalini, all I have to do is think of it and will it to rise and it does so.

A really interesting aspect to all of this is that I have changed as a person. I have made any formal effort to improve myself—but rather, the experience has changed me. And healed me. All of the anxiety that had burdened me in the past is completely gone or, perhaps it is more accurate to say, they have been reduced to healthy levels. Resentments from my past … have simply evaporated. I am more patient, more calm, more joyful, less angry and—most importantly—more loving. But it did not happen overnight. It happened so gradually that I did not notice it at all. And then one day I recognized that something was different about my reaction to something, and I said to myself, “Oh, hold on, Jason, you’re a different person.”

Some people speak about having a spiritual experience of the void or of emptiness or something deeply negative—but for me—what I have experienced has had a richness of spirit to it, a fullness. It is the most exquisitely beautiful experience I have ever had. It is beatific. Heaven on Earth. When I have the experience—full bore—it leaves me wanting for nothing.

 When the Angel Comes

When the angel comes,

do not send her away.

Do not dismiss her,

hiding your head

and proclaiming,

I know you are unreal,

something conjured up

from my own imagination,

a mythic fragment,

long lost image

of desire,

made to deceive.

Then you will hear music

such as you have never imagined,

it will come from some invisible somewhere,

but you cannot tell whether

a rock or a star.

You will feel something beautiful

unfolding within

as Love invades

your body

and at last you will notice

that the angel wears your face,

is molded of the same substance

as you now are, 

a being made of light.

Dorothy Walters

August 7, 2020