Hidden in You – a Poem

A home for old stars

People are going to be very shocked

I speak of the ones

Who choose not to see

Except their following

Of the bouncing ball

From screen to screen

Lift your eyes up

And away

Hone in

On something real

Hear it

Taste it

Feel

Your time to rearrange is now

This crossing is clear

In the earth and sky

But only if Soul

Is alive

And engaged

Not just a word

That streams in a meme

On your Facebook page

It’s a game

Take your eyes off the ball

Find your ground

And the sound of truth

Find Home

Did you know?

All along

The song of the earth and stars

Was hidden in you

 

© 2019, Eileen Meyer

“It’s in You” by Eileen Meyer


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Meeting the Beloved Within

 

Ascent to Love by Rassouli
Ascent to Love by Rassouli

Since my full Kundalini awakening that occurred in 1998, I have been integrating. Make no mistake. It takes many years to more deeply understand and reorient to the new self and its relationship with people, places and things. Unless one knows someone in their midst that has experienced the same or similar transformational events, we are pretty much on our own in this reorientation process. It is a breathtakingly solitary path. Translating it to those who have not experienced, or at least studied these things, is near impossible. In addition, I have also found that if we are a woman, it may be even more challenging. Our Western cultural conditioning seems unwilling to witness, and therefore welcome, individuation in feminine form.

This merging with the Divine is available to all. Although, how many of us want to truly know this Presence directly? I did. Perhaps the only difference between one who has experienced this, and one who has not, is truly wanting it. Back then I asked, begged, screamed, pleaded, and prayed in every conscious moment to know God. And IT responded. You see, back then I wanted to die, but suicide wasn’t the way for me. So for those who want to end their life as they know it, this is a way to die to all that you thought you knew, to restore your Divine Light, and stay.

Last night, as I was researching for my upcoming April talk in Southern Colorado, I landed on the quote below. Validation is like food when it arrives, especially as a wandering, hungry-for-a-way-to-explain-it-on-Earth experiencer. At the time I had no solid reference for the Beloved. Now, after 21 years, I do.

“Union with the Inner Beloved fuses both the conscious and the unconscious, the objective and the relational, the particular and the transcendent. In accomplishing this union, one experiences love below the levels of persona (that which we receive from and project back to society), ego (that which we believe we are), shadow (that which we believe we are not), myth (those symbols we share with all humanity) to the level of Self (that which we really are, the central essence of the soul).”

Man and His Symbols, ed. Carl G. Jung et al (New York: Dell, 1964), pp. 157-254.
The Inner Beloved ©2004 David J. Wilson
Updated December 4, 2004

An excerpt from my book, Koyopa: Contact Within, The Plumed Serpent Rises

“…An endless stream of my guttural responses to Infinity transitioned into silence. Finally, after a slight shift in composure by returning upright in the chair, I found my words, “What do I name this Love? I need to know. Please.” I said it with a tone and resolve I had not previously known within my being. There was no hesitation as it responded with a decisive force. Pictures rapidly burst into my mind’s eye – just like when I was a child in the sandbox. Except this time, there was far more light, far more acceleration, and far more pressure in the center of my head.

The light incinerated my eyes as the pictures and movie clips rushed by so rapidly that I could not make out any single frame. Then it abruptly stopped. It zoomed in on the face of an exquisitely, beautiful young man standing before me. And it stopped again.

I gasped and cried out from the sheer intensity, as well as the deep pain and recognition of this presence. I knew it well. This exquisite heart before me had rushed in with the force of a thousand waterfalls of firelight – with the singular intention to blend with my own little embers. I cried out again, as if it were my final breath, “Please, please. What do I name you? This Love? This Presence? I feel you. I know you. I love you [weeping]… no words.”

There was a very long pause. I composed myself, and naturally rocked to and fro with the energies. Soon, in its own perfect rhythm within our cocreated song, I heard-felt the response very clearly, “Beloved.” He boomed and radiated into my consciousness and every cell of my physicality, “I AM here.” With this, I wept even more. I again lost my capacity to think, process, and find a suitable stopping place in which to file the experience or the Presence. I was aware that there was a distinct choice. If I resisted the oncoming force of these searing currents of light, I would have succumbed to an indescribable, fiery pain. If I continued to surrender, it would be terrifying, but I knew that I would survive…”  

Back then, I found that music was the most satisfying way to explain. After three days on the couch, in and out of sleep and completely delirious from this divine meeting, this song arrived:

“Beloved,” Written and Performed by Eileen Meyer. Produced by Larry Mitchell.

Thank you for receiving what I have to share. I invite you to freely share this with others. My deepest gratitude to those who are re-blogging this material.


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Universal Love is ‘Nice’ (and other human misconceptions)

nice

Yes, I wrote and published this on my then-blog in 2006. And yes, this is about the Divine Feminine. And yes, I’ve been at this for a very long time. I’m posting it again because it popped into my consciousness upon awakening this morning, and I know why it did. It resonates with what I’ve been feeling lately… concerned for some folks who refer to themselves as spiritual or religious, who believe that this “special” identity provides an automatic safety zone with a free pass into the fairy-tale fantabulous planet awakening, saving, and ascension… or whatever the latest way of spin/brand/framing it is. The point is, people do believe strongly that because they follow the rules of their particular “club,” with the proper clothing, words, crystals and chants, that they are somehow on the fast track to the Nirvanic God place. Is it a sign of strength to be nice? And to be obedient to an interpreted doctrine and ideology? Is it truly wise to avoid making waves? I learned from visiting light beings that it’s far healthier to be honest and real, because it raises your vibration from “interpreted truth” to actual TRUTH. And you’ll want to be doing this, because when actual Love and Light hits your biology, and it will, you may be in for a real shocker. It will show you in feeling terms where you carry fear, and the actual distance between your frequency and the frequency of Universal or Divine Love. It’s the perfect litmus test. And in my life, I have met very few who would willingly stand in line to “take it.” But you should know that there are a growing number of us who have. One of the current ways we are labeling these sometimes bewildered folks is, experiencer. Most experiencers don’t recall a 3D willingness to stand in that line… but over time, we seem to be restoring a much larger contextual view. And all those little waves we’ve been too afraid to make? They’ve now become evolutionary waves, crashing onto the shores of our very own consciousness and world.

From Saturday, September 09, 2006
(for reference, around the time that the movie, “Little Miss Sunshine” was a huge hit.)

It occurred to me in my communion state this morning that my own definition of Love needed to be clarified. I write about it a lot, and I want to be sure that I am making myself as clear as possible. You may notice that I capitalize this word when I write of it in the grander sense. I’m talking so grand that it took me a lifetime to be able to embody it to the degree that I do. I couldn’t tell you where I’m at on the official Universal Scale of Embodied Love, but I know that I must be holding my own as they say. The tune I speak of isn’t just ‘nice’ or ‘sweet’… it seems to be more in the kick-ass, higher-octave range of Divine Mother Love.

Here is where I find that the biggest misconception occurs. When spiritual, new-age type people say, “Hey, let’s all just live together in peace, love and harmony,” the rational mind can come up with all kinds of reasons to reject that because the words can feel weak and ungrounded. I agree, it feels ungrounded much of the time I hear it too, and the term weakness is simply a translation from a feeling that something is missing, or not fully present and available. It’s true. Love must be grounded or embodied in order for that kind of kick-ass power to be directed into this world.

What does embodied Love feel like? Well from my vantage point today I can say that it is pure ecstasy, knowing wisdom, strength, compassion, and peace. But it didn’t always feel like that. Unless you have shouted out and begged for mercy because “it” (higher-frequency presence) is too much, I would venture to say that you have not yet been introduced to the frequencies of Love that I refer to when I say LOVE. It is not an experience that you want to invite unless you are truly committed to giving up all that you think and believe that you are, and trade it all in for a conscious connection with ALL THAT IS. But you must be advised, this kind of Love is here to destroy all that is NOT in alignment with Love, and will, if invited, completely transform you into – not the smaller, nicer version of “love” – but will assist you in transcending fear, and ultimately into having a drop-to-your-knees direct experience of LOVE. In other words, you might have a nice testimonial, or the intellectual capacity to deliver a brilliant speech about Love, but you’ll know right where you stand on the universal scale of embodied Love when one tiny little flicker of THIS is introduced into your physical, feeling body, when the Goddess Bomb is released from the base of your spine. Either you’ll run screaming and begging to be returned to the “comfortably numb” state, or you’ll muster up the courage to continue with what was introduced to me so many years ago. I called them “stretching exercises” – exercises that I guess I agreed to before this life ensued. Because that’s been the program folks – ever-so-slowly attuning to Love, Light, and Truth – not just in my thinking mind, but fully alive in my body, and the feeling-Present moment.

In the Present, I’m adapting to knowing what I need to know when I need to know it, which I have found frees one up to really KNOW – to feel and perceive the spaces in between all of the regurgitated words, phrases, and stories of the past. It’s where the power of Love lives. It’s where nature lives. It’s where SHE lives. It’s where the I AM lives.

Don’t worry, I’m not throwing away ALL the words. I love to write, and I love what others write too. I remember years ago when I stumbled upon a verse from Rilke’s “Duino Elegies.” I cannot tell you how relieved I was to find someone whom I could relate to when it comes to the terror of Love. Rilke… wow, a 19th-century experiencer.


Excerpt from Elegy 1

Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels’ hierarchies?
and even if one of them pressed me suddenly against his heart:
I would be consumed in that overwhelming existence.
For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror,
which we are still just able to endure,
and we are so awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.
Every angel is terrifying.
And so I hold myself back and swallow the call-note of my dark sobbing.
Ah, whom can we ever turn to in our need?
Not angels, not humans, and already the knowing animals are aware
that we are not really at home in our interpreted world.

and further along in the poem…

Yes, the Spring-times needed you deeply. Many a star
must have been there for you so you might feel it. A wave
lifted towards you out of the past, or, as you walked
past an open window, a violin
gave of itself. All this was their mission.
But could you handle it? Were you not always,
still, distracted by expectation, as if all you experienced,
like a Beloved, came near to you?
(Where could you contain her,
with all the vast strange thoughts in you
going in and out, and often staying the night.)

Rainer Maria Rilke


Thank you Rilke. I eventually glued these words to my piano keyboard so that every time I sang out my melodies and words – even if the audience was convinced that I was singing about a boyfriend – I knew differently.

The stretching exercises still come, although they don’t fall so much under the header of unbearable. I am able to welcome it, trust it, and fall into the bliss of it more readily. Yet in the closing of the stretch, I am still taken to that dis-comfort zone of this far and no farther. While I do make myself available to this expanding Love – these days it seems to be more about the fearless practice of being IT in the world… between the stretchings. I smile when I think back about how I used to curse this lifelong program – obviously not in understanding of the transformation that was occurring for me. As difficult as it all was, I am now able to see it as having been a beautiful blessing. I have been informed by Love that this is my life’s work. After all of this training and stretching as a contactee of angels, ETs, and the Goddess at the base of my spine,  I am able to help others transcend fear, and embody this kind of Love now. I have noticed though, there are only a few standing in line to accept this. Which means that a) everybody is already ONE with it, or b) quite possibly people are not excruciatingly uncomfortable enough with the way things are, and somehow, through sheer will, they’re still able to make this interpreted reality work. I happen to know that there are many of us here who can help when the masses are no longer able to make the unnatural, disconnected way of life work. It’s why we’ve had the strange lives we’ve had – to one day help you adapt to Love too.

LOVE is total ecstasy if it has a unified, welcoming consciousness and body to be present with. In a few year’s time, if you have not already lost your mind and your smaller human identity, and surrendered to the experience of the Larger YOU, this degree of Love will more than likely be terrifying. And until we embody at least some degree of this Love, we will keep on pretending that we are experiencing a successful, loving, peaceful, harmonious way of life in what Rilke referred to as, the “interpreted world.” If we can’t embody IT, than how on Earth can we direct it, or create with it, or be given the responsibility to do so?

I see it. I feel it. I know it… we are all going to be stretched to receive more. Ready or not.

Let’s give PEACE (and kick-ass LOVE) a chance. It’s the Divine Feminine, and no matter your gender, it is within you. From here on out, don’t judge it, laugh at it, or abuse it. Engage with it. (Play the song below) Let Go and Feel, All That’s Real.


This song was written around the same time that I wrote this post ~ 2006. At the time, I was in Hawaii mentoring with Shaman/Mystic/Channel, Robert Shapiro. A music producer I was not, but I figured out and captured it in the software (Garageband) that came with my Apple laptop.


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