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spanda·nanda: The garden of grace
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Love poems for my Beloved. Sunday, February 16, 2014. The garden of grace. It is a falsehood that I ever do. Doing means I must add something to perfection! My being is rooted here. And tended to only by guru's grace in the garden of grace. I am so peaceful. Jnananada there is no doing with god. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Except for my traffic feed). Spanda·nanda vibration·bliss. O Maheshwar, He Parameshwar. I bow to You the Supreme Lord of All, my Beloved, the deity of my heart. God is my lover.
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spanda·nanda: Lalleshwari dances on the Himalayas with Lord Shiva
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Love poems for my Beloved. Friday, March 15, 2013. Lalleshwari dances on the Himalayas with Lord Shiva. Lalla willfully entered the garden door (of self). There I saw Shiva and Shakti. Absorbed in that VISION, I. Dissolved in Him alive. Realised the essence and,. Tasted the sweetness of. The Divine secret,. I would die while alive. How can He stop me? 1320-1392) was a sadhini. And mystic poet of the sect of. My "denomination" of Hinduism). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Except for my traffic feed).
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spanda·nanda: God is my lover
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Love poems for my Beloved. Thursday, March 14, 2013. God is my lover. Lord Shiva shares his tiger with me,. Wait, when did you switch. To a faux leopard rug? God is like a lover. God is my lover. Breathing softly into his bliss he has watched me, he has been me. He softened, his lips changing to a softer smile. He does not think, but knows. She is turning. He knows the dance of love, and follows, matches each desire). As I turn to God. He reaches softly, sure of my wants and needs, for He is my lover.
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spanda·nanda: It is enough
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Love poems for my Beloved. Thursday, June 13, 2013. The sweetest nectar,. Little touches. You come to me, inside, with little touches of divine love, bhakti,. And the warmth of this chaste love, small little touches of fire I know as You. And I have learned. Don't jump, or grasp. (Don't hold on, don't push away.). Do not attempt to wrestle and pin God (to the ground)! I feel and acknowledge Your touch, pranam. But there is no "do" to let You in, to breathe a little easier, to feel a little more golden.
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spanda·nanda: ...As You
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Love poems for my Beloved. Saturday, February 15, 2014. My beloved, You speak to me through everything. Everything. There is nothing that is not Your caress, Your stillness. Your breath and Your being. I worship You, I worship You. You are this delicate puddle that smells of damp rocks. Give me a push. You are this surging ocean of invisible karmas. That pulls and pushes, falls on me, (again.), then trickles away under my guru's feet. I see, and I hear. (Is she humming? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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spanda·nanda: I am the bride
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Love poems for my Beloved. Wednesday, April 2, 2014. I am the bride. I am the bride. I am falling through satin and silk to the marriage bed. I reach out for you, and you come to me as passion. I burn for you with this passion, and you caress me with fire. My Lord. My Love. You have moved in. My heart is your home. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Except for my traffic feed). Spanda·nanda vibration·bliss. There is no remedy for love, but to love more. Lalleshwari dances on the Himalayas with Lord Shiva.
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spanda·nanda: Every day
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Love poems for my Beloved. Tuesday, June 18, 2013. You are so close. Oh God, I am in misery. Misery. Why must I burn like this, for You, every day? Are all I care about, think about, search for with these eyes, this body. You. And all of this. All of me, and yet? We are somehow still apart. I fall into You, then fall out! Where is the secret? I am so sure I have found it when I fold myself over You like chocolate on a s'more. I feel myself melting. What is the secret? There You are on my TV! I make of my...
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spanda·nanda: Only my love
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Love poems for my Beloved. Friday, June 14, 2013. Buried, then uncovered. These shifting sands will bring me up. The winds have moved this desert here. The winds cannot move me,. But they will take all of this. Only my body holds me here. Only my love for You remains. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Except for my traffic feed). Spanda·nanda vibration·bliss. O Maheshwar, He Parameshwar. I bow to You the Supreme Lord of All, my Beloved, the deity of my heart. 160; Ah, the light dances, my. Give me the ...
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spanda·nanda: I make of my self offerings. Pranam.
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Love poems for my Beloved. Thursday, April 11, 2013. I make of my self offerings. Pranam. My Beloved, the purpose of my life. I have installed You as the God of the temple of my heart. Pranam. I make of my self offerings. Pranam. I make of all my activity pradakshina. I make of each breath pradakshina. Your name, my only prayer. I am so rich to caress this endless string of gleaming black pearls, (lotus seeds), each one as the very name of my most Beloved, who is Shiva. Om namah Shivaya. Lalleshwari danc...
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spanda·nanda: O Parameshwar
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Love poems for my Beloved. Tuesday, April 2, 2013. Lord Shiva and Nandi. The Supreme Lord Paramashiva. Your form as Lord Shiva. I worship you, O Lord. I. To your lotus feet, the. Who playfully conceals, then. I worship You as the. Which is made of your. Consciousness, and leads to, but never strays from your heart of. Truly the grace of the. Is as great as your being, which is all. I worship You forever, the Supreme Lord of the temple of my heart. 9825;♡♡♡♡. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My dearest...