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The road that leads to no thing is paved with surprises and creativity irises to chronicle the steps on the way.

The following are poems that arose for the team during their journey.

 

At the awakening of a dear friend.

 

Be one, be here

 

I would like to introduce my friend, though there’s a paradox I fear.

When once you look into her eyes, you find she isn’t here.

 

So, as you travel deeper and your sight begins to clear,

Through those open portals a divinity appears.

 

It rests in active solitude, so obviously clear,

It calls to us continuously, though ‘till now we failed to hear.

 

And as you gaze upon my friend in obvious confusion,

You realise, that you are just an illustrative illusion.

 

A game played by that which you see in the deep pools of her eyes,

Till now it has been lost to all, a teaching for the wise.

 

Divinity, so simple and yet the callings clear,

Come back, come home, be now, be one, and most of all be here.

 

© John Fielder 7th November 2005

 

Written during a succession of moments of Samadhi when consciousness was giving way to the reality of that which is “Now”

 

In those moments when i was free

 

In those moments when i was free,

When all of me, just ceased to be.

 

And the infinite jumble of the mind,

It falls away, just drops behind.

 

In those moments crystal clear,

When all illusions disappear,

 

That clarity of knowing now,

The why, the what, the when, the how.

 

In those moments alls revealed,

That before within the noise was sealed.

 

Then illuminated eternity,

Enters that space which ceased to be.

 

In those moments, precious few,

There is no time, there is no you.

 

Yet there is a knowing there,

An infinite love of boundless care.

 

And in those moments, you can see,

That this is the place where all should be.

 

© John Fielder 24th December 2005

 

 

Written when the illusion of “I” was fading.

 

Time Ceased to Flow

 

There is a space not long ago,

When time began to cease to flow,

And that which is just went away,

Intending to return one day.

 

And on its journey to nowhere,

It searched for all that wasn’t there.

And in that vast infinity,

I found its space and ceased to be.

 

And as I began to fade away,

It remembered in a funny way,

That its quest to never be,

Was all about being free.

 

Yet dimly as it fades away,

It hears itself so plainly say,

I was in charge until that day,

 When time just seemed to go away.

 

© John Fielder 31st March 2006

 

There is a seed of that to come

 

As nothing wanders throughout the day,
where confusion reigns it makes its way.
Stepping though the void of mind,
To search for that it cannot find.

Yet in the dark that’s lurking there,
the light pours in, transforms the fear.
And in the peace that wells below,
comes forth the joy that self does know.

Has known it from the dawn of time,
though hidden by the thoughts of mind.

So now, floating on that veil of light,
Is reminded of the endless night.

When forgetfulness had all in train,
which now released calls us again.
It calls us now, to be as one,
to walk the path where love is come.

To be there, now and in its thrall,
to dissolve the bonds that enslave your soul.

For in the light that lingers there,
that illumines the dust of ancient despair.

There is a seed of that to come,
of joy, of light, of searching done.
There is a fruit of this to come,
When we will all, just be, as one.

 

© John Fielder 29th August 2006

 

Love is where you are


Hello, is that you calling? Have you always been here?
I’ve sort of never really heard you, you’ve been close though never clear.

And now I “think” I understand you and the reason why you’re here,
I feel the fear of love arising and my destinies not clear.

I know that very shortly I shall slide away from life,
because it wasn’t mine to start with, I’m an illusion of the mind.

And you’re the great divinity that generates my kind,
Yet as I go I know, that you will continue with my life.

I’m just a game that’s being played upon the background of the stars,
there may be many like me though I don’t know where they are.

But I know with total surety that love is where you are,
and though I go, I’ll know that you will be out there in the stars.

 

© John Fielder 19th November 2005

 

 

The one I never ever knew


There is a quiet voice within my head,
For which divine love is the seed.

It’s been my friend for many eons,
though I have never known the need.

To contact it before now, to listen to its voice,
though in order to do that, I have to make a choice.

‘Cause if I listen closely and that voice is really heard,
Then I, who am the listener will be gone without a word.

And yet that voice is calling, it’s calling me so clear,
so is now just the moment for me to disappear.

And when I go I know that I will not mourn me,
for I will vanish in the void of love; just instantly.

And when I think about this, and I do, I really do,
I know that I will always be the one I never ever knew.

 

© John Fielder 22nd December 2005

 

Further information will be available in the coming days and the facilitators will be:

 

John Fielder, Courtney Davis , Samantha (Sam) Cooper and Franklyn Birbal

 

Contact: enlightenmentunfolding@hotmail.co.uk

 

 

Join us on the journey now!

 

 

©24th October 2008 John Fielder & Courtney Davis