Mindful Musings: Apr 12

“True Faith Again”

silhouette of mountains and body of water during sunset

In the dark night of the soul

When your faith begins to break

It is a good time to meditate

Upon the nature of suffering….

For as certain as the sun rises each day

Your pain will dissolve

And new beginnings will shine through

With gentle ease

To guide you through the rough seas

Of your soul’s awakening.

Forrest Rivers is a writer and teacher who lives in the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina. His new book, COVID-19 and Humanity’s Spiritual Awakening is now available on Amazon HERE

Mindful Musings: Feb 8

“Mountain Healer”

By: Forrest Rivers

woman in red and black plaid jacket and blue denim jeans standing on brown grass field

If the spirit of God is life

Then the mountain top represents

The pinnacle of IT’s field of light

Send the sick up there,

For they will be cured of all their ailments at once

Send the dying up there,

For they will be illumined by the mystery that soon awaits them

Send the poor up there,

For they will find they already prosper in the eyes of the Lord

Send the rich up there,

For they will learn their attachments to wealth breeds selfish pride

Send the fools up there,

For they will find answers to life’s questions and no longer be blind

Send the wise up there,

For they will see the beauty of the mountains within their own minds

Send everyone who suffers up there,

For they will find the meaning that has escaped them until now.

Mindful Musings: Dec 30th

“The Great Tao”

By: Forrest Rivers

One day, I sat by a roaring creek with a heavy heart, and this is what it said to me:

“Dear seeker, have you ever noticed that I never stop moving? Day and night, rain and shine, summer and winter… never do I cease from carrying my lifeblood to all beings. You don’t think I have days when I lament my circumstances? Flash floods, droughts and toxic chemicals dumped in my crystal-clear blue waters can certainly put a damper on my day!

“Yet, I must flow on, so that I may merge with the rivers on our journey to fill great lakes and oceans. My purpose is to flow, that is my dharma… my eternal destiny!”

Intrigued by this wise and talking creek, my melancholy mood began to fade, and I asked it a question: “How do you know to flow? Whenever I try to figure out my higher purpose or dharma, as you call it, I grow more anxious and confused. Please teach me how to flow, so I may, at last, discover my destiny.”

The creek replied in a hushed tone that brought my attention fully to the moment:

“How does a cat know to hunt? How does an eagle know that its purpose is to soar high above the mountains, as God’s first messenger? How do trees know to shed their glorious leaves in the fall, and how to synthesize life-giving oxygen from sunlight?

“Intuitively, all sentient beings know how to act in harmony with their purpose. Even your own kind have this knowing deep within you. Sadly, many of your human brethren just convince themselves that they don’t have such wisdom and submit their souls’ power to their minds. Please remember, the mind is a wonderful servant but a terrible master!”

The creek paused for a moment and then continued, “Are you at all familiar with the Great Tao?”

I shook my head no.

“Well, the Great Tao is that mysterious life-force energy that all things in this world originate from, are always one with and will return to again. The Great Tao is the perfectly seamless marriage of past, present and future, set against a backdrop of infinite stands in space. 

“The Great Tao is like water. For IT carves its path through the canyons, with no mind that it’s moving or shaping anything. Yet, at the same time, the Great Tao contains the full awareness of everything in the Universe. IT is the sublime manifestation of both the form and the formless. Beyond the cycle of birth and death, the Great Tao is as present in IT’s devotees’ mystical prayers and incantations as IT is in a mother nursing her newborn child.

“Lao Tzu, the ancient Chinese sage who first gave breath to the expression of the Great Tao, described it as the common ancestor of all things. Learn to flow with IT, not against, and the deepest mysteries of being, including your own destiny, shall be revealed.”

The creek stopped speaking and returned again to its silent meditation. In that moment, I, too, grew silent for the first time, and heard the ebbs and flows of the creek. It was singing a beautiful song of joy and sorrow, of love and heartbreak, of light and darkness and of faith and fear.

I slowly submerged my body in the creek’s holy water, and suddenly burst out laughing. For just as everything once was, everything will be again!