Makoto

Rediscovering the truth through the spiritual practice of Reiki
Frozen in time, riddled by fear of the dark of mind.
In the shadows wait, watching, leering the emptiness of mind invites you in.
Grasping, clinging to twisted belief, deep inside there is no sleep.
From the glooms of the night they taunt and prey, with a mind of terror, grasped
tightly they play.
Occupied by fear and pain, will I ever be the same. Senses high and energy rising, a
connection, an opening to other states and arising’s. Held hostage by a mind filled
with dread, the ego stays strong, I’m holding it says.
Reaching out in despair, I lessen the grip and allow others in.
Shaking with worry, uneasy I ask and all of sudden a glimmer, a hope.
As I trust in the voice and open the door my ego throws me onto the floor, my mind
confused by what I see, I let go and give over to the powers that be.
Inside a gathering, a powerful force of people different and not like me.
I trust and hand over the key to the door and to just letting it be once more.
Together, strength and connection took on a force and back to emptiness
the dark was thrown.
A feast, a candle to bring in the light, a letting go of the shadow to dappled light.
Friendship, rejoicing, a loving heart, moves one closer to the soul, to the heart.
A homecoming, a joy, a radiant smile, a new connection that feels just right.
A nudge a wink and back you go, Reiki calls you home you know. Over the years
there’s one thing true Reiki stayed, its with me still. A heart more open with brighter
eyes, and then a wading through the weeds inside. The shadows lift as practice
deepens an unfolding, a knowing, a beingness increases.
Luminosity arises, expansive, pervasive, a sense of acquaintance with radiant heat.
Like a snowflake suspended, a soft joyous calm, a heart so expansive a truth it
announces.
In suchness, one cannot depart always knowing in every part.
Do not cling to what arises this too is just an appearance, just an arising.
Like a dream it manifests a radiance is revealed but just like the rainbow, this too
must be healed. Into emptiness one must know all as Daikomyo.
Neither created nor destroyed simply a knowing, Makoto
~Caron March 2020~
