Posted on Dec 20th, 2008
by
Kundan
Be an Enlightenment or Ilumination Intensive monitor.
Posted on Dec 17th, 2008
by
Kundan
Every single time I do the Oneness Partner Meditation/Prayer with someone, I am amazed by the knowing and experience that I am Love Itself, and we all are.
Posted on Dec 14th, 2008
by
Kundan
Heaven is what the Earth will become when we no longer need duality to experience Love. Just the memory of duality will be enough.
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Posted on Nov 25th, 2008
by
Kundan
not the "I love you because you love me."
nor the "I love you because I want you to love me"
nor the "I love you because you are nice to me"
nor the "I love you because I want something from you or because you give me some things."
No, Love is the "I love you just because."
"I love you for no reason."
True love is a fullness that overflows and extends to all of creation.
Posted on Nov 24th, 2008
by
Kundan
I write poetry. I kiss, cuddle, hug and caress.
Posted on Nov 18th, 2008
by
Kundan
The proof, once and for all, that time is an illusion.
But I don't really want to blog about it right now.
Posted on Nov 12th, 2008
by
Kundan
Tonight, I remember a friend of mine lamenting one night: "I wish God gave us men with both a penis AND a pussy. Then we would not need women so much. Why didn't God do this? It is so unfair." This was years ago. I laughed at the time.
But now the Holy Spirit reminds me of this incident, and of the process through which I had my amazing direct experience of Truth at a retreat many months ago. At that moment in time, I not only had a penis, I did indeed have a pussy also. I had EVERYTHING. I WAS Everything. And because I knew, so totally, so clearly, that I AM EVERYTHING, I loved everything. I loved everyone to pieces. I did not really need anyone or anything - not one single bit - not even food and sleep. I just loved and loved and loved.
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My life changed when I looked up at a woman on stage who said, "I am not a sensual woman. I AM SENSUALITY." I looked at her - the way she smiled - oh so beautiful! The way her face glowed. The way her body moved. The way she talked, the sound of her voice, so soft, so sweet, so seductive. And I knew. Indeed, she was not a sensual woman. SHE WAS, SHE IS SENSUALITY.
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I am under water, there is a light. And there is a naked woman. She smiles at me. We swim toward each other. We wrap our legs around each other. I kiss her forehead. I kiss her cheeks. I kiss her neck. I kiss the back of her neck. She smiles so cutely. I kiss her lips.
I caress her arms. I hug her deeply. I hold her hands and caress them. I kiss her stomach. I kiss her arms. My pinky fingers touch the area between her neck and breasts. I kiss her forehead. I lightly touch her breasts and go back to caressing the back of her neck. Oh it feels so much better when I say "boobies!". I blow air around her nipples. I look into her eyes and smile at her. Her eyes shine a beautiful glow. I look her over. Her whole being is so radiant. I touch her nipples. I kiss her.....boobies. I kiss her nipples.
I caress her thighs, her knees, ankles, toes, feet, and the area between her toes. She laughs such a beautiful, joyful laugh. She kisses my cheeks, neck, ears, forehead, the top of my head, my lips,......she caresses my nipples.....oh that feels soooooooo good! I can physically feel all this even though this is just a vision....
Finally, my penis goes inside her pussy, and there is this explosion, this expansion, this hugeness, it's so big I don't really know how to describe it. I call it love. And I am no more. Yet I am.