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Where Pleasure Lives


 WHERE PLEASURE LIVES 



Just now,

Letting go 

of mental review and prediction,

or even naming; 

and simply sensing, 

or rather aware-ing. 


Even the witness disappears,

and there is only the experiencer.

This is the place where pleasure lives. 


The mourning doves come 

in these moments.

They fly in and directly approach me. 

Time disappears, 

Ambition disappears. 

Needs disappear. 


This open ended satisfaction

and pleasure-

Its Heart Centered-

100% open; 

radiating, receiving,

being, beaming,

Blissing. 


Blissing is a verb!


This is the ultimate nourishment. 

Why would I trade it for less?

It is free of effort, free of trying. 

Free of directing, free of reaching. 

It is having.


I can have it all. I can give it all. I can be it all. 

Love will hold it all. 


Trust, surrender, trust, surrender, trust, surrender. 


If it's meant to happen, it will. 

And I will know. 


Put your arms around me baby, 

put your arms around me baby. 

Put your arms around me baby. 


We don't have to open to the flow-

Simply refrain from impeding it. 


Letting go of worry, of fear, of shortage.

 

If you get quiet enough, 

you will know, 

you are eternal. 

Life is eternal. 


That moment of pleasure;

when we sink down into a warm bath?

That can be extended! 

It can be invited. 

It can be cultivated. 

It's not situationally dependent. 

It can be activated through attention. 

It is activated through attention. 


Focus, feel, flow. 

Pouring in, pouring out, 

Pouring through. 


It is vast!

Yet the porthole is narrow. 

But once you know the way,

it's merely a heartbeat away. 


I don't know anyone else's experience. 

I'm not meant to. 

I attune to me,

and have access to you,

if I want to. 


Cannabis sends me to this place. 

But I don't need cannabis anymore. 

Since now, at last, I'm safe. 

Safe with me. 

Safe here. Safe now. 

Wait! - there's only here and now!


Safe always.


Leaning, leaning, safe and secure from all alarms,

Leaning, leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms.

 

Snuggling into warmth, and holding, and protection.

This is where I truly live;

here, with me.


dHG 4/17/21

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