The Power of One is the One Power

I felt this today. Then I saw the Power of One the movie about apartheid in South Africa. It was hard to watch the violence but I made myself love the perpetrator as the yin/yang of an experience where in the movie the indigenous South African’s experienced their great courage and solidarity. That wouldn’t be possible without a perpetrator. But as you move beyond right/wrong, love and hate, you find there is one sea of humanity. You experience the ocean turbulent then calm and when you return to that universal ocean you finally come to the holy see that knows it is one. For the moment we are in waves of separation but as you move towards love you will see yourself in each other, that is the moment of incredible joy that for me, is an endless sea. I love life and I love the mystery.

THE POWER OF ONE

I move through life,
Life moves me,
Open to change at every junction,
Looking at faces at every station,
For I can make no wrong turn,
In each moment I learn,
That I am one with life
Itself.

I may walk alone,
I may sit alone,
I may stand alone,
Yet I never feel alone,
As my spirit roams,
In freedom.

You cannot imagine the joy of One,
That permeates the many,
A streetscape of faces,
A multitude of races,
Yet I see no difference in diversity,
For this is the university of unity,
Graduating with honour.

Some indigenous people emerge from the gardens,
I look at their proud faces,
I hear their language sing an ancient song,
I think how is it possible for them not to belong?
Only apartheid keeps apart,
As fear of difference is the rampart,
See-change is the sacred art,
As I touch an ancient tree,
I paint the tree with my life signature,
For I am digging to discover the tap root,
For the new shoot of growth is flowering me,
Reminding me that my nature is a lily,
Floating on the surface of life,
My smile is the flower in full bloom,
Yet deeply connecting the river to the root,
To find my nature is always free,
It is a free for all,
Enabling me to see,
Their beauty in me.

The Power of One,
Is not about a species,
It is not about similar traits,
It is not about learning from the weight of his-tory,
Nor remembering her-story,
It is to know the one story,
To find there is no beginning or ending,
In the Tao of physics,
That infinity is zero point,
That effect is first cause,
That there is no point in zeroing in on analysis,
As thought is simply belief,
The inner-sense of oneness is alive between thoughts,
It is the wind in the flute,
The echo in the tunnel,
The aroma permeating the food,
The good intent in ones actions,
The riddle in the koan,
It is the moment love is known,
All else disappears in the moment of truth,
Leaving the essence of resonance,
As the real Self lives beyond form and content,
It is content with the present moment,
For life is uncontrollable,
Unknowable,
Incredible,
When One is who you are.

No-one can predict one moment to the next,
For the context is tailor made for your course,
Yet no-one knows the source,
As universal laws shape the water course that flows,
Down one way,
Not up the other,
A central intelligence that knows beyond all reasonable doubt,
That there is no drought or torrent,
That many rivers converge with the ocean current,
A conveyor of great depth and e-motion,
Sinking mystery as a conveyor of truth,
For this is the rotation of the One life.

The Power of One,
Is the mirror of you and me,
When you look to really see,
That what I see in you reflects myself,
What I do to you returns to my Self,
Some call this karma,
Yet I feel it is the sea,
A holy see,
A holy seed,
In you and me,
That germinates in the moment
Of self realisation.

The Power of One,
Knows rejection is redirection,
What you resists persists,
What you look at disappears,
It is the Philosophers Stone that never sinks,
That carves ‘to thyself be true’ as the missing link,
Is the love of ages that erodes the hard edges with the soft lines,
Balancing the feminine within the masculine,
And the masculine within the feminine,
As love cares, shares, reveals and heals.

The universe is the one song returning to centre,
For when one hurts another they hurt themselves,
When one gives to another they give to themselves,
To love another is to love the Self,
For love emerges from within as the perfect pearl from the hard shell,
It is smooth no matter the ruffles,
For love is the string theory of super symmetry,
It is the sacred geometry that shape changes into the key,
A mosaic of perfect symmetry,
Appearing as a building block of your reality,
For you always get what you asked for,
Taking a quantum jump is to answer before you ask,
This is the leap of faith where…
Desire, intention, allowance and surrender is the
task master.

Co-creation is the unique snowflake,
A perfect original design with no floors,
Or ceilings,
For there is no limit to who you can become,
When you live the power of One,
As the central sun of distant galaxies
is the shining one,
Beyond space and time.