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Born Again

By Larry Kelly

Many times I was born Many times there was a child

Now my son marries A child is born This child marries And so it goes

They will have a child There, I will be

There, I will write this poem. Once more.

Rabbit Hole No. 12

By Jim Birt

Rise above thought. Realize infi nite boundless you.

Defy defi ning demons.

Nothing shines brighter

By Jim Birt

Nothing shines brighter than the one true cosmic mind.

Present in wind-blown dust and green fi elds of ripening corn

The Space Between the Crickets Chirping

By Chris Petitt

It exists, it’s there, the emptiness, the nothingness. The ringing in your ears. This space is withing you. This vastness is within you, and outside of you. This music is a part of you, it guides you, it is an ocean of one thing, and many things all at once. Turn the space inside out and take a peek at the mirror reflecting you and all that is. Go out at night, sit down, close your eyes, breathe in … the universe. You don’t go to it, it is you, you are already there, you have never left … the space between the chirping of crickets.

Dedication

By Raymond Bart Vespe

To all the human beings Who came before Who are here/now Who come after

May the Life of Tao Ground solidly Flow gracefully As your Body

May the Love of Tao Center deeply Open fully As your Heart

May the Light of Tao Shine softly Warm gently As your Being

May the Spirit of Tao Dwell fully Dance freely As your Soul

The Eternal Now

By Chris Petitt

I am sound, I am, I am here, I have always been here. I am awake, I am aware, I am not fear, I am love. I am light, I am fragmented, I am intentional amnesia. I am independent thought, I am eternal existence, I am intermingling. I am c0-creating, I am joy, I am back then and now. There is nowhere where I am not, I am all in all, I am everything and nothing. I am you, I and thee continue endlessly, we are not separated. I am within you and all around you, I am the great Isness, the source. The father, I and thee are one, thee are a branch on my tree. Thee are and individualization of me, thee were not created, thee are a part of me that has always existed. Thee are a thought in progress, a thought that never ends, an eternal, omnipotent thinking process. Thee are me … that causes you to be.