Dorothy Walters - Taken
Ivan M. Granger February 25th, 2009
Taken
by Dorothy Walters
First, you must let your heart
be broken open
in a way you have never
felt before,
cannot imagine.
You will
not know if what you are
feeling
is anguish or joy,
something predestined
or merely old wounds
flowing once more,
reminders of all that is
unfinished in your life.
Something will flood into
your chest
like air sweetened by
desert honeysuckle,
love that is too
strong.
You will stand there,
very still,
not seeing what this is.
Later, you will not remember
any of this
until the next time
when you will say,
yes, yes, I have known this before,
it has come again,
just as your eyes fold under
once more.
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A Cloth of Fine Gold: Poems of the Inner Journey by Dorothy Walters |
/ Photo by alicepopkorn /
I feel like it’s been too long since we were last taken by a poem from Dorothy Walters.
Something will flood into
your chest
like air sweetened by
desert honeysuckle…
Have a beautiful day!
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Dorothy Walters
US (1928 - ) |
Dorothy Walters is a retired university professor who, at age 53, experienced a dramatic Kundalini awakening which, as she says, completely transformed her life. She had no guru or teacher to guide her through this process, navigating through the new world that opened itself to her by following inner guidance and instinct.
Ms. Walters lives and writes in San Francisco.
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This was the right poem at the right moment for me, and for this I thank you.
Peace, Chad.
When is love too strong?
Never. Only the desire to be accepted is too strong. The desire. Let all the love out and free like a bird, a flood; do not judge if it is right or wrong or the past or the future cuz all love is the here and now for the greater good.
When one practices love being intoxication without drunkness, higher than a kite without any fear of falling-then one’s love conquers all fear and hatred.
na’ameste’
I would like to speak to Dorothy as I too have accepted awakening without a teacher (they all tell me I don’t need them) and letting go of my fears has allowed me to accept my buddhaness. It was teh womyn inside me that lead me here.
the breast stands a far
proud yet aloof separate
until I let her in
iljung,
Dorothy Walters maintains a blog at–
http://kundalinisplendor.blogspot.com/
You may be able to contact her that way…
Ivan
I have translated in my own language and placed in my little notebook.
I am too overwhemed to express my feelings !
I am still and I am silent.
I am intoxicated like Rumi.
A big Bengali hug to Dorothy.Come again and again.