“slumbering”
may i become aware
of intentions
slumbering
and already circulating
through my life
seeing the power
of their persuasions
intentions,
the seeds of my future deeds,
may they bring peace
and not a life of exhaustion,
running on an ever spinning
hamster wheel
“lighting the way”
celebrate
your life
yes,
celebrate the wondrous
oft forgotten
divine spark
that lives within you
it has been with you throughout
all your follies and growing pains
it does not look upon you
as imperfect
it loves
in vast all enduring stillness
if only you could see yourself
like it sees you
you would laugh
at yourself
and there would be peace on earth
“out of practice”
when we meet again
let’s not talk too much
about the town’s gossip
or our hurt egos
we are out of practice
having conversations
that nurture the soul
of the world
let us talk about
about the Path
of beauty and stillness,
the mysteries of life
let us sit
together
in companionable silence
healing and loving
“undivided attention”
i still need training wheels
for this wandering mind of mine
to welcome all sounds with
undivided attention
open, with good humor
sans expectations, like or dislike
this is
quite an art
being present
neutral and un-rattle-able
welcoming your voice
like the earth receives the rain
“in gratitude . . .”
you,
reading this
right now
thank you,
for your presence
your kind attention
thank you,
for your encouragement
words written, spoken and unspoken
all your support over the years
may these musings
bring us closer
to ourselves, to what we hold dear
through a pause,
a spark, the gate
of a smile
there already is kinship
sensed and nurtured
as we each walk our path
in gratitude i
thank you!
“before me a glittering sphere”
before me life
like a jewel
asking
to be lived
asking
which part will you play
this time in the Great Game of Life?
where we all wear masks
where we all play roles
remember,
once in a while,
to question the rules set by man
to question everything
especially when it comes to
seriousness and righteousness
then return to play, knowingly
in emerald fields
with gusto and sincerity
“an intimate affair”
it is an intimate affair
between you and beauty
opening
all your senses
resting in its presence
long enough
making yourself tender
once more
marveling
beauty is everywhere
sunbeams, peeling paint
stillness, creativity, forgiveness …
your immeasurable heart
can hold all
“morning meditation”
quietly
sit
begin to
listen
sounds from
far and near
coming and going
effortlessly
listen
listen
without expectation
or wishing it to be different
feel
feel
the quiet
returning
your natural wide
stillness
true
home
“right on time”
in this season
fog rises off the river
veiling the morning-sun
i see its perfect circle in the sky
a wonder all by itself
sun and moon - perfect circles
then, remembering
a total eclipse
two circles aligning
both exactly the same size
spectacular
design!
and the clockwork of it
happening “right on time”
another marvel
finely tuned mechanisms
that make our life possible
wonders
upon wonders
surround us
they will still be here
when current dramas deflate
to their true size
“listen …”
your inner voice
do you hear it now
as these words become sounds
in your mind’s ear
curious
isn’t it?
now,
listen ...
is it a gentle voice
that speaks to you?
is it patient with you
when it comments on your life?
is it kind?
does it love you?
why reserve resentment
for yourself…
keep encouraging
yourself
rediscover
tenderness
subtleness
the vast
quiet
star-fields
within
“echoes of well-wishes”
imagine
a quiet and calm pond
then
plop
a stone falling
through its glassy surface
cast with good intentions,
well-wishes spreading with its ripples:
may you be happy
again
plop
may you be healthy
plop
may you be safe
plop, plop, plop, plop …
now adding your own
to the circling patterns
well-wishes rippling
out and inward, permeating all
may we be happy
may we be healthy
may we be safe
…
at low tide a young girl collects sea creatures on Zanzibar
we have so much in common
you and i
no matter when we were born
where we were born
we live under the same radiant sun
the shapeshifting moon
you and i supported by sacred earth
equally cleansed and refreshed by cool water
while air fills our lungs
no matter what color our feet are
how wonderful that earth,
air, water and fire are colorblind!
the very young still seem to know this
the old, having one foot in the grave
often remember it too…
that there is so much common ground
as we travel on this graced path
called: a human life
connected to the infinite
"the parade of my thoughts”
a continual waterfall
the parade of my thoughts
old thoughts,
newly combined thoughts
but
ever an original thought?
not to be thinking
the same old drivel
again
and again
how free
that must be
where is freedom . . .
if not in the mind?
"from sweet to sour””
it happens so quickly
the move from sweet to sour
judgement
closing off my bright eyed-senses
replacing all i hold dear
with convulsions of dislike and raging impatience
temporarily
disconnecting me from my chosen values
how good it is to witness this state of affairs within
brought on by decades of conditioning
and no longer hide in shame
or blame “the system” or another
but look closely and tenderly
at these moments of insanity
and
slowly
patiently
return
home
"another moment in time”
to love one another
in all of our brilliance and imperfect perfection
is an impressive task
a lifelong practical experiment
giving up on perfection in self
nor requiring it from others
what happens then,
when we open our hearts?
we get better
"conductor of joy”
when we were young,
quite young
we were not afraid
to express what we were feeling
still open, soft
and unashamed
when joy touched us
we melted in its embrace
and we became pure joy
we could not conceive of hiding it
that came later . . .
yet, openness and softness
the state free of shame
is still
there
waiting
for our return
"bearing witness”
one of the challenging human experiences
is bearing witness
to the pains of humanity
to the waves of ignorance and obsession
in all their varied expressions
that agitate individual and collective alike
we all play our part
answering for ourselves,
for the duration of our human incarnation
what does it take to stay subtle in heart and mind?
to still care when old
holding the course, living by example,
giving grace a chance
"flowing”
you are unique as you are in this moment.
you are never the same.
you have never been what you are now.
you will never be the same again.
here and now awake to yourself you are free
"bathed in marvel”
not only at night
are we surrounded by stars
moons above and below
galaxies to the left and right at all times
we find ourselves in a cosmic theater
too vast to comprehend
a beauty in twinkles
and precise orbits
reaching deep into the soul
shaking us loose from the humdrum
with the gift of the unfathomable
drunk on marveling
we tell each other
beautiful stories
"living in a bubble”
i see you - i see me
you see me - you see you
we encounter each other
through the weather patterns of our own bubble
all we witness, all we perceive
is filtered
through the multicolored fogs
of our own making
for us to meet
we need to bypass our biases
seems like only patience,
humor and great love can heal us
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