GREAT SPIRIT
A most precious gift, the constant reminders
A most precious gift, the constant reminders
to remember to remember, what is real…and important.
Some quiet, some vibrant, some warm to touch…others not.
But always available to us,
to arouse one or more or our senses
and to remind us, to remind us, to remind us
in ways and at times that allow us to notice
and if lucky to embody, those blessed reminders
reminders that inform us again and again, and as often as necessary,
that we have perhaps strayed from our awareness of,
or are failing to fully embrace,
the perfection, the divine,
reminders that invite and welcome us to do so
and bring us in touch with our own divinity
and our connection with All That Is
Sometimes we are especially blessed,
Sometimes Spirit gifts us a beacon,
a beacon so bright, constant and clear, Inshallah
that it not only reminds us, reminds us, reminds us,
it trains our sight on what we cannot often see in our daily lives,
perhaps even on how we may be living in ways to divert
from seeing what we are afraid to see…in ourselves and beyond.
A friend of a friend, this beacon, so pure
one who sees deeply, hears deeply, touches deeply
who seemingly by nature tries earnestly, lovingly, gracefully, playfully
to look fully, and into, each and every unique one of us
and by giving us this attention, reminds us that we are worthy,
perfect in our imperfections, because like him we too are human,
making us feel special, connected, loved
for however long or short the moment or moments of connection
and if we are lucky opening us to a new but old and perhaps better way
A secret, Dear Ones…(shush)!
Therein lies the magic of the beacon we call:
…Ibrahim, Khalvat, Elias…Sheikh, Teacher, Provost…Baba…and more.
By whatever names or incarnations we each know and love him
this wise, dear, full of life, passionate, involved, life changing soul activist,
whose larger than life presence,
from his tall powerful frame, to his comfortable and often colorful garb,
this effervescent, brilliant and graceful spark that seems to scream out: I Am Unique,
yet whose seeming uniqueness somehow resonates with each of us, one and all,
and whose world view and convictions, so clearly and genuinely revealed
in his practice, teaching, and big hearted life,
not only help us to challenge ourselves to better see our true natures
but also pour so much light that we could not, and never again, Inshallah
help but better perceive our sameness, and who we are together
and what we can accomplish together, honoring our sameness
That we are All One, All Love…Adonai Echod.
Look around mother, father…sister. brother.
Experience the blessing. Feel it. Taste it. Breath it.
Pray it, Dance it. Sing it. Be the blessing.
Even if I try to hide from me…I can no longer escape from you.
Well then, perhaps no longer from me, after all.
A special blessing indeed to know…by looking, sensing and experiencing You…
that we are All One, in this together.
How can I do anything but Love You from here?
Thank you, Maker of All and Giver of Blessings,
for the blessing of this most wondrous beacon.
May his soul find abundant peace and love in its return to his friend.
Thank you, dear friend of friend, Great Spirit. May your memory continue to be a blessing,
as it already has been, perhaps even moreso since you left us in body.
May your transition free us, empower us, compel us
to more fully embrace and implement the teachings of sameness and oneness.
May we move forward together as best we can from a place of love,
helping us all to find our way home (no inner child left behind)
to who and where we already are and always have been, Inshallah
and from that blessed point, invite abundance
as we do our best to raise the vibration on the planet, one spirit at a time.
Mark Rubin
February 2016
Mark Rubin
February 2016