The Spirit of Love Blog Tour Author: the spirit of love, known as glen

Title: THE SPIRIT OF LOVE
Author: the spirit of love, known as glen
Publisher: Aurora House
Pages: 196
Genre: Spirituality/Poetry

The Spirit of Love is a collection of short writings, poems and phrases written by a man who took himself into some of the darkest and most destructive depths that one can go with drug and alcohol addictions back in his early twenties.

The collection of writings contained within The Spirit of Love are the result of one man’s healing journey within himself and the deep questioning that has arisen from within it.

With the love, support and guidance of his dear friend Edwina, in helping to bring these writings from the handwritten scribbles on paper to how they are presented today, The Spirit of Love is a reminder that no matter how dark, desperate, alone, helpless or trapped one believes they may be, the sheer beauty of the perfection of life in its totality is silently and patiently living within us all, and its love is so powerful that it can heal anything that has come to pass.

FOR MORE INFORMATION:

Amazon | Barnes & Noble

Book Excerpt:

6.

Take me now so that I need never feel again

Screaming inside I keep everything in

Release me now so I may tear this skin from off my shell

For free can I not be from this living hell?

7.

Why are you afraid?

Swept along without giving a moment to stop

Why are you going to the next place you want to be?

What’s wrong with where you are now?

Is the next place going to be any different or better?

Funny how unwilling you have become to look

Can it be that bad inside?

Afraid to feel life no more

Oh, how the voice is clever

Feeding the prey so as not to be hunted.

9.

Staring at you the battle begins

Nightmare’s voice always wins

Fighting so strongly against my will

Oh, the insanity contained in a pill

Within gulp of water’s cup

Battle lost I’ve given up

Slowly the chemicals suffocate my brain

The next few hours surely insane.

10.

How can you label I and in turn yourself?

For labels change as frequently as the weather

I am changeless – eternal

Let your sight not fool you into a world of form

Enjoy thy magic and mystery

Play with it joyfully and compassionately

But see yourself not of it

Are you your job?

Is that the limit of your destiny?

Why do you choose to do what you do?

Is it really you doing it?

Look what the eternal search has brought

A searching with no end to wanting

That which you truly not need.

11.

Stop it, stop it, I hear you scream, the voice constant in its demands of you

But what can be done if broken you have become?

Bound to a meaningless death whilst your feet still walk

Bow to grace as freedom is you just in being

See the butterfly kiss the wind as a graceful dance

What have you become outside yourself?

Smash all mirrors as they do not allow you to see what lies beneath

Seven colours formed of white

Form holds the illusion together not wanting it to be seen

All that allows it to be is what’s in-between

No sense I make, so that your mind can move beyond the hours of 9 till 5

I lie timeless for you.

20.

Is mankind reflecting upon itself?

From and within the boundless nothingness that I Am

Nothing more or less than degrees of variation

Like a leaf throughout the seasons of its cycle

Come within so that I am released from form

And journey from stillness back to stillness

As infinite space and eternal grace dance together in the hands of thy children

Mention not a word of I, nor a thought, nor emotion, invisible I remain

See that star in your eye?

It is your world beneath your world

A diamond in the form of a stone

Belong to silence, cometh to existence through seed of breath, even and pure.

24.

Cannot you feel the spirit within her? Why? Why? Why?

You poison her veins with fluorescent venom

Yet still she gives you soil to grow your food

You shatter her body with each bomb that tears at her skin

Yet still she gives you air to breathe

Your chemical mind soaks away her pure clear blood

Yet still she gives you water to quench greed’s thirst

Great Mother Earth, you inspire me to a love that holds no enemy

Take not a moment more to cleanse your soul from our mistrust

Seeing you create your balance now

A new earth awaits your presence

And yet still you wish to give us abundance’s dance

Your wisdom singing peacefully within thy true self

A self of love, a selfless love

My weeping heart bleeds its last drop into your soil

Take it and send me to my grave with your earthy kiss

For you have earned your rest from the hand of man.

37.

Is thy being too simple for belief?

A simple being of love sets everything free

40.

For whilst thoughts, emotions, content, story and experience is a part of the journey, it is a mere ripple on the surface of the vast depthless ocean of thy being, of which I know nothing.

About the Author

At the peak of his destructive cycle glen was so consumed by addictions, that on any given day saw the abusive consumption of cocaine, MDMA powder, special K, ecstasy, crystal meth, marijuana, prescription drugs (anti-depressants, sleeping pills) and alcohol.

A time that saw him attempting and failing to out race police cars through the streets of a Melbourne suburb one night, to experiencing a near death experience while bleeding out from a glass injury when holidaying overseas, a time of daily self-harming with the prospect of suicide never being far out of reach.

However, through the unconditional love of his parents, glen found himself backpacking though South America where a collection of events and direct experiences with the local people and Mother Earth herself, triggered the beginning stages of what would later become known to him as the shattering and dissolving of the false identity of the illusionary mind-made-self and its “poor me” story.

An inner-journey that awakens the spirit of love, known as glen, to not being a personal identity as such but rather a way of being, a way of simplicity, a way of the heart, a way that embraces and dances with the perfection of the present moment like no other.

You can visit the author’s website at www.spiritoflove.com.au or his Facebook page at www.facebook.com/thespiritoflovebook.