You are going off to war Daddy?
The infant daughter cried.
You are going away to college older sister?
How many new moons
till you are home?
Is life just a series of good-byes
and days of counting?
Or do we have a special chamber
placed within our hearts
A place of waiting, a place of knowing,
a place of brand new starts?
Is there an ocean within us that holds
our loved ones when we are apart?
How does this inner connection work?
If it is not working are we
really chasing an empty cart?
As long as we know there is no such thing
as matter energy space and time
Then the loved one we are missing
is as close as our own face.
The essence of the beloved
is always with you…
to comfort and embrace.
It is the same as knowing
you are always loved,
cherished and protected
by the Lover Divine.
So enjoy the cycles and seasons
The distances and the space
Remembering the beloved is also
missing you and the beauty of your face.
Kindly remember to focus on the joys you share
Giving the Beloved’s presence a place
In your morning mediation
At your table when you stop for tea
In the busy market and life with its fast pace
In the quiet of the evening
Or when you awake at three.
The Beloved is always with you
In the secret of the trust
They are protecting your loved one in the distance
In knowing this you must
Learn about the inner connection and how it flows and grows.
That the inner connection gets stronger as you use it
To send love across the miles.
Practice the presence of the Master
He will open your eyes to see
How many moons of waiting?
It is entirely up to Thee.
“How many moons of waiting” can be turn into
“The training place for Soul”.
Practicing the Presence of the Master
and your beloveds can surely be the goal.
Make a day book of memories, jotting down a poem or thought
To be part of the love letters of Soul
For the discipline is taught.
The love letters of old
contained the overflowing yearnings
The dreams and wishes of gold.
The letters had more meaning than the texting
Of this fast pace….
So slow down and listen to the Voice
With thy chest
Practice the old practice of writing
With paper, ink, pen or quill
While you are writing a shift of consciousness happens
That will give the waiting a thrill.
How many moons of waiting becomes a training ground
A skill you can hone.
Practice the presence of the Master and your beloveds
You are never, ever, truly alone.