•August 23, 2014 • Leave a Comment


the harder road
the healthier road
the better road
the painful road
the unexplored road
the fighting road
the exhausting road
the honest road
the twisted road
the safer road

the only road

that I can walk
with you.


•August 20, 2014 • Leave a Comment

Free me, Adonai,
from the poison in my soul.
I need Your healing.

Blessings Upon Us All

•August 19, 2014 • Leave a Comment


24 Dec 2011 | Posted by Surya Das | 1 Comment.


Holiday Prayers & Wishes from Lama Surya Das
Winter Solstice, December 2011

lessed are the flexible, for they shall not get bent out of shape.
Blessed are the patient, for they shall be waited on and attended to.
Blessed are the generous, for they shall receive abundantly.
Blessed are the grateful, for their life shall always be bountiful.
Blessed are the wise, for they know not in excess.
Blessed are the lovers, for love is theirs for the asking.
Blessed are the healers, for their world and they too shall be healed and well.
Blessed are those who listen, for they shall be heard and understood.
Blessed are those who choose to be kind rather than right, for they shall have long-lasting beautiful relationships.
Blessed are those mates who have made two lives as one.
Blessed are the open-minded and warmhearted, for they shall receive all they need.
Blessed are the learners, for they shall be edified and fulfilled.
Blessed are those who know how to receive as well as to give, for inexhaustible richness is theirs.
Blessed are the goodhearted, for they shall live long and harmoniously.
Blessed are the curious, for wonderment is theirs.
Blessed are the awakeful, for they shall see things as they are.
Blessed are those who don’t know it all, for they shall discover truth through doubt and inquiry.
Blessed are those without many expectations and appointments, for they shall not be disappointed.
Blessed are the content, for they have arrived and shall be completed.
Blessed are the underdogs, for their loyalty and purity shall be rewarded in all walks of life.
Blessed are those who need little for they shall find simplicity and ease.
Blessed are the forthright, for they shall right the world and speak truth to power in love.
Blessed are the altruists, for they shall usher in the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are the leaders who inculcate leadership instead of followership.
Blessed are the servants, for they shall be served and attended to.
Blessed are the pray-ers, for life is fragile, fleeting, precious and needs to be handled with prayer.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall find peace and well being.
Blessed are the joyful for joy and happiness is theirs.
Blessed are the co-meditators, for they shall arrive together.
Blessed are the first rays of the morning, for they bring the gift of awakening.
Blessed are those who notice, for they shall find small delights around every corner.
Blessed is the reader who brings the writer’s creativity alive.
Blessed are the first light rays of each morning, for they convey the gift of awakening.
Blessed is this life we share together; handle with prayer!
Blessed be.
Blessed is.
Blessed does.


•August 15, 2014 • Leave a Comment


Early haikus, perfect for you today.

Originally posted on Cytherean Dreams:

When souls intertwine,
time stops, melts together in
a spiral of love.

Our third eyes meet in
a split second of throbbing
joy universal.

I pine, I long for
my soulmate lost – when will he
return home to me?

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•August 14, 2014 • Leave a Comment


Sending healing thoughts from miles away.

Originally posted on Cytherean Dreams:

My head wasn’t here
but thousands of miles
away, all day
as I struggled to stay
here and focused
and had moments of
being present, but
so many more of
seeing you or being
at your side.
The miles are supposed
to separate us
to keep a safe distance
but why do I feel you
so close today
crossing miles in
an instant thought?

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broken heart

•August 14, 2014 • 1 Comment

My heart has never
been this broken, as I heave
my insides into

the open toilet mouth
each spasm echoing pain
each retching sob etched

burning retinas
pictures of you from not long
ago, when we were

happy. weren’t we?
But you left me in drunken
stupidity. You

fucking asshole, prick,
leaving me more broken than
you found me. And why?

Because you want a
fucking drink, you absolute
shit. You. Left. Me. Get

that through your addled
skull. You. Left. Me. And I hope
wherever you are

You are happy now
playing with your demon thoughts
As I retch, broken.


•August 12, 2014 • Leave a Comment


This is what marriage is – I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine. Time to let me charge into battle while you lay down your arms. Time to stand together, forever braided intertwined.

Originally posted on Cytherean Dreams:

Together means your demons
become mine, and I gladly
pick up my sword and
charge into battle, for you.

Together means my charges
become yours, and you gladly
lay down your arms and
nurture them, for me.

Together means we stand linked
our shared destinies binding
into a cosmic path of fire
burning bright ahead, for us.

Forever together, yours mine ours,
braiding intertwined, without end.

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