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I AM THAT by Yol Swan


This poem came to me after spending some time at the Meher Spiritual Center in SC and being touched by the spiritual energy of the place and the natural environment the Center is surrounded by. I take time to visit it at least once a year and completely immerse myself in my spiritual practices and my writing, because everything there reminds me that everything is connected and we are one and the same as Infinite Consciousness.

Photo Montage of Padmasana by Catherine Ghosh for Integral Yoga Magazine

I am That

I am the pulse of existence,

the space between your thoughts,

and the spark of your desires.


I am the source of life and death,

the everything and the nothing,

all happiness and all sorrow.



I am mountains and rivers,

creatures and creators,
planets and galaxies,
and beyond.



I am the power of eternal love,

the magnificent light
behind the veil of illusion,

and the illusion itself.



I am you,
if you could see me,
flowing through your mind,

making your every move,

whispering in your heart.


I am that, and you are

that which I am, too,

unaware of the worlds
you create and destroy

with every single thought.


(Click on the play button below to hear Yol Swan recite her poem
 to the soothing guitar music of Vishnu Das






Yol Swan is an intuitive spiritual counselor, life purpose coach, and creative writer with an eclectic life and an intense spiritual journey of self-exploration. With degrees in English Literature, music, and homeopathy, Buddhist and Hindu spiritual teachers, and over 28 years exploring the mind and psyche, Vedic and metaphysical sciences, psychology and spirituality, Yol discovered that her life purpose was to share her intuitive gifts to empower others to discover their own purpose and embrace their true sense of self. You may visit her website here to learn more about her services, or find her on facebook. 


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  1. Thank you for sharing my poem here. I love the pictures you chose!

    Regards,

    Yol Swan

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  2. Thank you for sharing your poem and meditational video, Yol. And I am happy you liked the pictures! The one on the top is a self-portait montage by yours truly. I thought it blended beautifully with the subject of your poem. I look forward to sharing more of your poems in the future.

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