I find myself wandering the subtle planes – tasting the places of my body’s longing for Full Absorption… Before I disappear. Disappear as the entire body is Taken. Filled with her Golden Black Light. No feelings remain, no thoughts, not a single drive or any inner voice remains, as She waves Her black ocean through my veins and vessel. Only the Silent Song  of Her. Her fulness. Her Wavering Immensity of Endless Black Silence. Every Breath… Another salute to her, salute to the death and new beginning of every moment. Feeling All towers crumble within my bodymind – on a cellular level – as She waves herself in through any…

…And after the Bright Lights and Loud Booms,a Landing happens,in the Silent Bosom of Sanctity,as we find ourselves,heads Resting to the Ground,Offering our deepest –Griefs, Joys and Surrender,to Her,…Letting our bellies Touch the Ground,our foreheads,palms Open,as we Gracefully Receive,Whatever She has in store for us,with the deepest Agreement and Acceptance,with our heads and hearts resting in Her lap,and we cry a tear,…Tears of Surrender,of Sanctity,of Solitude and Unity,of completion and endless undoing,offering Her our everything,only to Deliver ourselves,in the Hands of Her,with the Full Willingness to Becomewhat She needs,what She Calls for,…Surrender to the Full Life – to All of It,as we Touch the deepest grounds of our vulnerability,of our…

Some sweet thoughts roll through my mind,as I rest with a cup of tea – at my sweet kitchen table,as the sun is rising outside the window… Oh, How I have been Called Backfrom the roll of activity based on the Need to Know Godonce again –gently but firmly Forced and Rooted into the infinitely beautiful laneof my individuality,my very specific human divine life. This place in things,It is quite the Spot to Hold, to Be, to Breathe,Especially when All Things Human –for good and bad –blossoms into the View and Feeling,for a proper un-wrapping and All-encompassing Love. But here I Am.And here We Are.All is now lined up –…

Dear Friends,In the following week I will be moving into retreat with a number of you and a lot of new people too. It is a time where you with benefit can tune in to what takes place there and if you did not have the opportunity to participate, the media team will ensure you get fairly quick access to video material in the shop on aishasalem.com with the talks in it, from the retreat afterwards. For now I will leave you with a taste, of my journey into Her, as it is picking up with a gradual and increasing ability, responsiveness to and intelligence in receiving Her filled with Awe…

Sitting on a raft.mid ocean.my pulse is evenly followingthe gentle ripplesas they move beside me.my heart.it is shattered.into a thousand pieces,carried away by the wind.all that is leftis Eternity.a devastation as deepas the ocean below me.the non-moving thicknessof forever.pulsatinglike a black eternal presence.where I lie.neither born.nor dying.but in a vastness of vanishing.The thread of my lifesunken into the soil and sand below.my pulse slown downto the aimless sound of forever.in every direction.at the same time.every sensation,is an evidence of forever.of eternal ending.

What do you do, When that Fully Intimate Moment comes,Where the Master knocks your Inner Door,speaks to you Directly so Deeply and Personally –as from the very Inside and Core of you? Do you Cloud it and over-rule it,with the voice of your second-guessing, fear and mistrust?Do you speak the voice of your resistance in opposition and objection?Or do you Listen? Do you Crawl yourself All the way in and up-close to the Voice of Truth?Do you place your forehead on the ground of Realityand bow to the Voice of Reality? Do you Let your tower of resistance Crumble,like Rocks into the Ocean,Rising a Flood of Tears to your Eyes,as…

Our Meeting,Our Meeting is a Love-affair of Gods. It is the fabricfrom which all that ever wasthat ever will Be,has Come to Weave itSelf,into the making as Love,the Making of Us. Our Eyes,Our Eyes are the blank and shiny poolsthrough which our souls are Dancing,Diving, Drinking, DelightingIn the Sacred Pool of Existence,Of Gods Silent Lakeand Shiny Moon. It is in our Dance,In our Dance, that we Discoverthe Wild Nature of our Spirit,of our Souls and our Hearts.In the Mirrors of each others Eyes,in the Eyes of God,that we relentlessly Die,Die to be Born again,to be Born as the Life and the Loveof what we are Meant to Be.What we Can…