Slice of life.

Many whom i met on my path, have asked many questions...
On numerous occasions i have been asked, if i was a sage in la belle province(Quebec).
Others i encountered traveling trough Western Canada,and the Netherlands would adress me as Sadhu,or Guru.
I would look in the mirror from all directions,to see what others saw;Where is the Sage or Guruness about me?Truly,i can`t see him,what i can however see,is the Sadhu or Guru within you.
On my last visit to Amsterdam,i walked into a souvenir store operated by a sikh from India.
My beard was cropped, and i was dressed in a full western leather coat,with cream colored cowboy boots on.
I picked out 3 postcards and placed them on the counter.
"Seven guldens", the turbanned man asked.
"If it is 7 guldens that you wan`t" i replied,"then i will go next door where the same cards,are sold for 5 guldens".Ok,ok" he replied very quickly,"for you 5 guldens".
"Sir",he continued,"are you a Sadhu"?
Hmmm,why would this man label me dressed as i was,a Sadhu?
The answer is simple;only the holy person,Sage,
Sadhu,Guru within one,recognizes the same within others.
"Sir",i replied;"only the Sadhu within you has recognized the Sadhu within me".
His eyes sparkled and stuttering he replied,"very true sir,very true".
Many have been given the same reply,it is truly the
"mirror effect".
The Holy spirit,Guide,Sadhu,Sage or Guru,are all one and the same,to be found within all.
So,look and look good,for behold the Guru is within.

Illusion
illusions,illusions,life`s greatest mold;illusions,illusions,soul`s anchoring hold;
illusions,illusions,hearts own veil;illusions,illusions,the fog in one`s mind;illusions,illusions,why not dissapate?

Now;
My realized belief has brought much conflict within my being,one which came bringing order rather then chaos.
The whole concept of organized beliefs and their
offshoots,was one of the first offering to my soul
that had to be dealt with.
So many different faiths or so called denominations
to choose from;My awakening needed to be nourished,yet must i label it as well? Nourishment i came to realize,flows forever from the father(God)in order to still one`s spiritual hunger and thirst. Food and drink for an continues growth of the soul.
His illuminating wisdom as the light giver of my
understanding,like the sun for a seedling,who looks
forward to the comforting warm rays in order to grow.
Growth is a forever an on going process,one which can
be found only in this moment of one`s existence.
It would be only thus truthfull to agree,that no
matter who one is,he or she but only exist in this
moment.
In this moment or now is when one is alive, therefore aware that his or her life can be taken
at any given moment.
Man in general, threads upon his path in a continues
regressive(living in the past),or wishfull futuris-
tic dream, without the foudation of the present
moment or the now.
The flow of the moment becomes cluttered,impatience,
anger,hate,disarray etc,preventing its true course,
adding altered states to the self.
Friendships,marriage,family,humanity itself stands
now at the brink of a world war,all caused by the
same disorders.
Humanity as we know,is on a fast track to its very
downfall;the beating of war drums,religious strife,
murderous and crooked government,racism fueled by
greed has become the agenda of man.
All these and more bear heavily upon the non sus-
pecting individual,which leaves him or her stranded
on the beaches of regression and dispear.
Stress sets in.
The inner eternal flow needs to be set free,for one
to see and comprehend his true-self,clearing
the way for unwanted sorrows.

Sorrows
How difficult it truly is,
when time strings forth the
inner harp,painfully picking
at the chords of sorrow;

soothe me,soothe me,the spirit
cries,play a tune of sweet nothing-
ness,for all to rest in blissfull
state;

overcome,overcome,the harp resounds
pain,pain the soul decries,as the
sound of beaten strings echoes
trough the distant now.
    Award winning poem

printed in "letters from the soul"

2002 spring edition