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All Within You

Before your body was a speck of dust
The vastness 
That is and beyond the all
Has a whim to take a plunge
Incarnating to know itself
As and through you now. 

To our nervous system
And the microscope of sense perception
The all of creation
Appears to vastly surround
A tiny individual called me. 

Yet, in this moment
Every living particle
Representing the totality
Of every star, every planet
Every galaxy in the cosmos
Has no choice but to appear
Within the vastness that you are. 

From beyond existence
Like primordial blackness
Conscious awareness moves slightly
And the universe expands
Whilst a countless infinitude
Of endlessly diverse forms
Individuate as perfect reflections
Of the heart’s subtlety. 

Nothing can ever appear
That is not already what you are
There all dualities come to rest
Come to peace
Come to silence
Recognizing the majesty of their creator. 

Anything you could ever seek
Already exists within you. 

Any one you could ever love
Is already enthroned
In the vastness
Of one heart
Purely shining. 

ABSOLUTE centeredness

Centering in absoluteness
Serves unconditionally
Consciously conscious
Breathing the source of love
Creativity sparks forth new life
Radiantly divine penetrating presence
Responding from within.

Humbly surrendering sweet serenity
That shatters, re-centers, shatters and re-centers
Alpha
Omega
From silence all is born
Ever new.

Centeredness has a fractal core
Not a point but a circle
It draws inward on the breath
Then loses its core
As the lotus fractal reshapes
It’s toroidal dance of wheels.

Absolute centering
Flowers into the One
The One that needs no center
Because the center is you.

Om
Mani
Padme

The jewel
In the lotus
Is you

Impartially Radiant

In darkness,
No one can see the wide openness of your heart.

In darkness,
No one can see the corners of your mouth
Seek to escape each other
As a gentleness of heart
Exudes.

In the dark,
Love is enough,
Joy is enough,
Freedom is free to be free.

Innocence enough,
Inspires the in-breath,
Of completeness,
Returning to origin,
Returning nowhere,
Respiring and perspiring,
An “I” amidst what is.

An eye in darkness,
Can be any one,
Any where,
Any how,
Impartially being,
Exactly what it is.

A spark of light,
And love is born.

A twinkle of glimmer,
And all is new.

No one can convince you,
That you are love,
Unless darkness can set the light free.

Under The Starlit Sky

Under The Starlit Sky
A shooting star
Descends like a comet
Through the spine
Into a core
Of gracefully unfolding fern leaves
In my navel.

Under The Starry Night
A golden man
In tiniest seed-position
Expands from the core of the navel
Through and beyond
The diameter of my outstretched arms
To the ends of the cosmos
To the infinity of creation
And back again
In a radiance
That comes all the way
Through the eyes
And through the hands.

My life ends
and begins anew
In the faith
And the faithfulness
Of a crystal clear
house of Transparency.

In constant rebirth,
Life eternally
Ending and beginning
In the same moment
Like the diastolic and systolic dance
In a heartbeat.

Forever Experiencing life
For the first time
In the assurance of deathlessness
Transfigured
In an honesty
That gives a child pause
Guiding without exception
Every thought
that parts these lips
As a word.

Resting in a grounding
So deep and wide
That even a 1000lb
Laughing Buddha
Might envy
And delighting
In a sensitivity
Like the soft landing
Of a butterfly.

In the bright daylight sky
My ice castle of transparency
Collapses into a melting puddle
Of insecurity.

Dissolving into a
nakedness of innocence
Rendering all ideas defenseless
In an absoluteness so complete
That even old Jonah
Might tremble at the knees
And prefer
The whale
As his traveling companion.

Under the lavender sunset
I am the glimmering, itchy back
On a blade of grass
Calling to the pecking and scratching
of nearby birds
For some relief.

Along the sea
I am the waves
striving to stretch their legs
Against the cramped rocky cliffs,
The wind rising
With foamy sea mist to shore,
And the Sun rays
Reveling in the reflective warmth
of each stone
It has made.

Under the last ray of sunshine
Below tangerine horizon
I join with the gravity of homeward Sun
Until I become
The solar system itself,
Wondering
What songs
And cosmic breezes
Flow out from
The Milky Way
today.

Behind any storm
Or even the curve of the earth
The Sun cannot hide from this heart,
And so trust only my body
In the awareness that it’s cellular memory
In even the darkest nook and cranny
Exceeds my own,
Surrendering to the awareness
That our meeting
Is none other than
One vast being knowing itself
Like the sometimes
Ungraceful bumping
of two blood cells in my veins
In their race to deliver oxygen
Through the heart,
Pumping wildly
As I Shovel sparkling diamonds
of snow From the path
Transmuting the coal of my humanity
In the sweet intensity
Under oceanic atmospheres
Of every winded breath
Sweeping the valley.

Oren’s First Album is Officially Released!!

Music to me is the reminder of how to be and live in the world. I learned guitar at the age of twelve and started composing music at 15 because there were ways of being I could only access through music. At the University of Hawaii, as a starving student, I found that playing my music with friends was the best way to completely forget about hunger. Making impromptu recording of jam sessions with friends and handing them out, some people said they played them so often that they wore out their CDs, and others said that my music got them through some of the hardest times of their lives. I currently perform regularly at Worship Services. One of the recordings of a performance reached the ears of Elyjah Lyk of Trine Records, who contacted me and offered to sponsor me with recording and engineering the album. Without the kindness of many people, this album would not have been possible. LIVE DEEP is a brief encapsulation of 22 years of music composition fueled by ever-rising consciousness and the synchronicities of support from the Universe. Check it out and see where it takes you!!  Listen to tracks online!

Live Deep – Album Contents

You Are My Treasure

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Always Living For Love

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Sanctuary

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Black Train

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Star Child

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Look Up

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Live Deep

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My Love is a River

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Being Beholding

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Love the One

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Shecheyanu

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The Circle

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Reflections on the Lake of Love

Love is that,
Which only seeks to give itself away,
For the sake primarily of
Creating sacred space within.

Undeniable emptiness,
Inviting greatest possibility,
Upwelling ever greater gifts,
To bring forth.

Let the heart be the fountain of love,
Let the eyes wear golden shades of love,
Let the hands be feathers on the wings of love.

Welcome love like the guest of honor
At a grand cosmic party,
Of only sensation and awareness.

Even you came to earth
As love in this way.

In the waiting room to enter
Human consciousness as a newborn
The sign on the door to this party
Says “Leave your words at the door.”

Naming shields the heart of love,
Nameless is the gate of love,
Shameless is the hand of love,
Generous is beingness in love,
Listening is attractiveness in love,
Emptiness, the chalice of love,
Comforting is the heart of love,
Wordless beyond the gate of love,
Velvet is the hand of love,
Truly living is the fate of love,
Deeply quenching is the lake of love.

Real Eyes

Dancing The Form near an Aspen Tree
Suddenly a new reality emerges from the darkness
The air is alive, thick like a fog
Yet revealing the living all
Who is here? I wonder
The tree is illuminated
Every facet of its bark is breathing
Inviting a shared breath
And oneness is known
now and forever

Ever New Reality

What would it be like to accept
The reality to which you first belong
Completely as it is?

As a living body of awareness
Creating everything continuously
Resting as consciousness
Awake in authenticity
Quiet in the heart
Alive with no past or future
Moving as beingness
Passionately present
Peaceful towards all
In communion beyond appearances
Realizing the profound
Seeing itself in the eyes of all beings
Perceiving reality finer than the senses
Empty space vast enough for all creation’s songs
Honest in pure response
Yes, evolving constantly
In the totality of awareness.

I bury the likes and dislikes
Of conditioned robotic rut-worn patterns
And the swirling pendulum of self-concern
To break once and for all
It’s hypnotic spell
Free of want and need
Healing the past
Discerning what is real now
Unmoved by phenomenon
Yet increasingly purified
In the ever emerging radiance
Of the descent of the creator into form.

Conquered by Love

Last night I dreamt that I was on a special-ops anti-terrorist mission in the desert somewhere, on the ground with a team of 3.  We knew the language, we knew enough of the culture to get by and we were driven towards our aim.  We head into a safe-house for terrorists and we know that the basement is connected to a network of underground tunnels.

We find ourselves in the dark down below crouched against the far wall away from the tunnel entrance.  Just to the right of us, wooden stairs rise to the cellar doors that lead to the central part of the house which we closed behind us to conceal our presence in the dark.

The tunnel entrance in front of us is illuminated in a strange glow, pale golden white against the backdrop of walls painted a light shade of maroon.  Hallways extend both to the right and to the left from this main entrance, so we don’t go in as there would be no way to defend ourselves from both directions with just 3 men.  We wait.

Then the moment comes.  A pair of eyes.  Then another and another.  They are coming from both sides walking in single file, uniformly spaced in distance from one another.  We open fire and suddenly ten are down, but the flood of them doesn’t stop marching forward.  Another fifteen down, and still they are coming.

“This is a massacre,” I think to myself as I suddenly realize that none of these people were armed.  “What is this?” I can’t wrap my head around what kind of beings these people are, emerging in force, unarmed, with absolutely no thought of self-preservation.  A pain of guilt suddenly rises toward the fallen.  We are the terrorists.

I shine a weak light on myself and my men.  We are all wearing long beards and decorative caps to blend into our surroundings, we are all fully armed with machine guns and explosives.  We certainly fit the bill.  We are the terrorists.  But who are these people?  And what are these strange glowing tunnels that they emerge from?

The light turns on more fully, this time emerging from the tunnel itself.  Pale golden white light pours into the room, which now shows its maroon walls as well.  These people.  Their steady, all seeing eyes.  They seem to take no thought of the fallen, they are the most upright, calm, determined, and most loving beings I have ever met.  As they pour into the room, I would normally feel captured and prepared to be imprisoned or worse, but I feel more safe than I ever have in my life.  I can’t help but notice they dress like the locals except their garbs are more flowing, and they wear nothing on their heads.  Every part of them seems to carry this golden white light with them.

As I wake, my higher self says:  “Love is rising up from the depths of the earth.  Love is pouring down from the celestials of heaven.  Love is emerging from most minute quanta of particles.  Love will conquer all.”

The All That is You

 

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‎”There is nothing outside of yourself.. look within. Everything you want is there. You are That.” ~ Rumi

The human body is more than just a microcosm. Every molecule in the human body has a direct connection with every star system in existence at its precise location and physiological function.

It is easy for anyone to understand that all physical matter in the universe is the body of God. A human being is created “in the image” of his creator because his or her body is a miniature version of that and directly connected to every aspect of the whole.

There is nothing outside of ourselves. There is nowhere you can go that you are not within the hand of your creator. You are everywhere and everything, operating as a living cell in, and as, the body of the One.

 

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