LION'S GATE Poem by Marianne Morris

"Decide for yourself who you are and what you will create in your life and on the Earth, and then focus on that. Do not be drawn by the energies of anything that is not in alignment with what you wish to create."

The voice is here. I can feel its presence, its expansion in me, like a yes that buds from the root up through the trunk, blowing it out into a gentle barrel, and flying up into the shoulders and neck. I dream of poking ink into my flesh, stamping myself sweet. Requiring a city in order to find silence, to find the blindness that is acceptance, to find the letting go that is forgiveness, to turn my face into the sunny place propelled forward, to go always nearer to the source of the light. Because we know this is our last chance to live on Earth, and because we will not have another chance to go back again, in this life we cannot be distracted from our path. We do not want to go back with more questions pertaining to life on this Earth. We must learn them before we leave, loving every possible second upon this beautiful Earth, because we will not come back. We will move on elsewhere. It is like a heart breaking feeling suddenly, I see it all so clearly and I want this moment to stay. This feeling of certainty that the only thing that matters in this life is that you enjoy your time here and keep thirsting and seeking and do not resist the lessons, rush towards them and learn them all, so that you can die to yourself, die into light.

Please do not hate things, because in hating them, you hate. Please only love things, because in loving them, you love, or if you cannot love them be neutral about them, and remain in the truth of who you are, in the billowing, soft, strong energy of who you are.

The only way to destroy what we do not prefer is to step out both of it and the opposition to it. You hate the unfair thing, the evil thing, the hateful thing. But in hating it, you hate. It makes you hate. Step out of it.