Category: Surrender

the hot seat

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, chilla/test, Daily reminders, mind, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, Poetry, spirituality, suffering, Surrender, thoughtsLeave a comment

the hot seat

2010-2012

she notes her patterns
most lead to anguish
she must perch on the seat
sit in her stuff and
unwind the past—it’s
daunting and painful
and also the way

when facing what
burns her, her fresh
stare unnerving, she
slips off the seat and
back into her drama
familiar and repeated

her thoughts are not true
they mislead and trip her
committed to face this
she clambers back on
to see through the lie
she so carefully erected

turns over rocks
yanks out the roots
the closer she draws
to her core confusion
like volcanic lava
the hotter it gets

her shame almost
swamps her until
she sees through—
she bows to the seat
knows she’ll return
oh! this being human

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

branded

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, chilla/test, Daily reminders, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, spirituality, Surrender2 Comments

branded
note from self

she received an order
from destiny—was
branded by love and
the name of her God
right on her chest
over her heart
she remembers the
scent of the searing
the throb of the burn
and the crater it left
others can’t see it
but she knows it’s there
it requires submission
to all that was asked
give it up let it go
and be free

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

fragrance

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Advaita, Awakening, consciousness, Daily reminders, Kashmiri Shaivism, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, spirituality, Surrender1 Comment

fragrance
note to self

like jasmine
like frangipani
or the luscious
scent of your lover
the big field is
inviting you home

daffodil bouquet
fresh puppy spice
or the nape of your
infant son’s neck
the big field is
beguiling you home

turn toward the tang
trustworthy and true
follow the trail
the big field is calling
come home come home
come home

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

pain

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, Daily reminders, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, spirituality, Surrender4 Comments

pain
note from self

pain—such a tiny
word for a complex
set of sensations
the body wants to
name as unpleasant
but is that true?
it is so at the most
obvious plane—
when she resists

but if she opens—
this takes quiet and
deeper attention
moving in, moving near
snuggling with the
flicking, enraged alligator
rather than running from it—
the pain dissolves into
tingle and birr and zing

she reminds herself—
the body tells the truth
the mind, a blatant liar

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

the teacher

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn awe, Breath, Daily reminders, Love, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, spirituality, Surrender4 Comments

the teacher
note from self

catapulted onto stone
she can’t speak
and barely breathe
yet there’s an invitation
let pain be pain
the aching, stabbing
lie-still-on-the-ground
wait-to-see-what-happens
or, let the mind get busy
building stories into suffering
pain and torment
the double whammy—
far worse than finding the
thread of breath again
accepting help
and staying only oh! only
in the present moment
here, in the warm sunshine
lying on hard rock
head cradled in her
husband’s precious hands

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

doom-ridden chatter

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doom-ridden chatter
note from self

she watches her mind
fill with doom-ridden
chatter—fascism
climate and fire
what to do?
what to do? is the
patter that plays

drops beneath fright
rests in the field
steady, abiding and safe
no matter what’s done
the story unfurls just as
it is—a rush, a torrent
a flume

from here
finds her north star
grabs an amiable hand
rides the rough wave
the only way through
what to do? what to do?
falls behind

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

you shattered her cage

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, consciousness, Daily reminders, Kashmiri Shaivism, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, Rupert Spira, spirituality, Surrender2 Comments

you shattered her cage
note from self

hands together
she bowed in
a sign of respect—
you shattered
her cage, her terrain
of misunderstanding
with precise, spare
and elegant words
reoriented her to the
big field of knowing
she cannot unsee—
ruined, she smiles

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

down on her knees

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down on her knees
note from self

myriad times
catapulted into prayer
she dropped to her knees

yet praying to what?
for what?
what is not already here?

praying needs an “other”
an ailing spouse
or incurable child
the cry for country calm
prayers for rain

she asks again
what is not already here?
and is still called to pray

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

every seed must shed its coat

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every seed must shed its coat
note to self

in order to take root
each seed faces
the unknown
must shed its coat
to meet the environs
required to grow—is
fertile ground missing?
what then? wait?

it’s the same for her—
dissolve contention
a cloak of protection
and meet what comes
if conditions are hostile
wait—
pausing is prudent

for worse or for better
the setting will change
gushing rain may come
to soften that seed
allow it to delve in
the soil and embed

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.