A Poem by Agapi Stassinopoulos
When did you become spiritual? They ask me
And I ask myself indeed when did I become spiritual?
I hear my inner voice say you were born spiritual youāve been a spirit for eons and millions of times
And then you forgot and married the matter, the flesh, the ego, the glamor, the world, it was never a happy marriage You always felt there was something more
There was maybe someone else you looked around and there was always more but more of the same!!!
One Day you broke down into the pavement of your school and did a headstand in the middle of the gym and everybody admired you and said wow isnāt she something She can do a headstand on the pavement on the cement
You wanted to show the world that there was something more in you than just being pulled down by gravity
But then you forgot again and you let gravity pull you down
Itās hard itās hard to take off the garments of the world itās hard itās hard to walk naked and be in your majesty of your spirit
When did you becomeĀ Spiritual, they ask me
And I answer
When the world stopped giving me what I thought I wanted when my dream of being a famous star, an actress on the stage, celebrated, adored, and applauded, when that dream collapsed, and there was nothing that the world was giving me. I had to turn inside I had to ask there must be something more I canāt just be forgotten and denied
And I looked and I knocked on the door and I knocked again, and I heard the voice say stop knocking, stop, banging your head against the wall
Just stand tall inside of you
And do your inner summersaults
And let the spirit in you pull you up, defy gravity of your existence
Define your very existence with one look, with one touch, with one breath
You can overcome the Maya of the world, remembering the one that led you here to this moment
You!
Beloved, cherished and welcomed
Celebrated in the inner worlds
Beyond where you placed your attention before
We are here together
We will do handstands on people’s hearts, and show them that they too can defy gravity and collapse their walls
beautiful prose – this touches my heart
Love this, Agapi.
Loving youā£ļø
Agapi, I love who you are. I love your enthusiasm. I feel your connection with me in my heart.