The Light is You

Those holds that would hold you,
Discard them away,
Watch them evaporate into the nothing,
From whence they came.

No more mind made boundaries,
No more shoulds, coulds or woulds,
No given story to live,
Allow all to flow as it should.

Clouds made of mind,
Dancing light reflects and distracts,
Attention draws to the surface,
Simply watch and sink back.

Back to the depths,
Watching all that shall pass,
A phenomenon of this self,
For none that comes shall last.

Sit in that space,
And know the peace in your heart,
All that is simply is,
So live life as your greatest art.

Come to live,
Where there is no rock to be,
A place of but one,
Without a you. Without a me.

The sun is not shining,
Love is lived when clouds seen through,
May your light shine brightly,
For the sun was always you.

Source: Santuario, Ana Maria (2022). A Journey of Subtraction. Faith in Change Publishing, London.

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About the poem…

From Ana Maria: This poem came at the darkest of times, a light to follow through Hell’s Gates and back round again, to the gates that welcomed me more than once, for I have traversed hell in all its forms, met the faces of demons and devils, both my own and of The Other’s. I have found that the many layers of hell play tricks on one’s mind, and lay at your feet the promise of heaven, but these tricks of the dark will not hold you, should you ask the light to always show itself to your heart… letting go of the promises can be hard, but will always leave you freer than when you picked them up and clung to them in search of the light within your own self.

It is brave to sway from the norm, it is clever to ask questions and seek the unknown out from beneath the piles of stuff and nonsense that suffocate an already dying world. Conspiracy theories are likely to become a commonly accepted reality eventually, when the world is ready to ask questions and accept the uncomfortable answers. But for now, healthy questioning is likened to delusional thoughts and a madness of a kind, which can be the only real madness – denial of truth!

Interestingly enough, time reveals all, it’s only a shame that the devil’s many faces generally become known to us when they are already dead to the earth plane. To find the devils (for there are many) is too hard, it might be an easier task to find the light and follow that instead, for the devil cannot ever, not ever, hide within the light and play camouflage. Light exposes all with immediacy, if you will allow your mind, as a consequence, to shift and allow the masks of itself to fall away; if you will allow the lack of safety to be felt and tolerated for long enough to re-stabilise and adjourn that chapter, the chapter of following a trickster ever further into the darkness, and turn yourself toward believing in the light shining down upon your life and asking you, with open arms, to embrace it at your own readiness…

For the light asks for nothing, except that of stepping into it without doubt and in total faith of its purpose… to guide you home to yourself.

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