Posts Tagged "knowing"

Neck Deep in Grace

...A friend James Baraz tells of traveling to India to be with the guru H. W. L. Poonja… Poonja was celebrated for his freedom of spirit, for the energy of awakening he transmitted to his disciples, and for his joyful laughter. James had completed twenty years of meditation practice and become a greatly beloved Buddhist teacher. Still wanting to grow, and yearning to touch more deeply the...

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I Wish I Could Speak Like Music

 I wish I could speak like music. I wish I could put the swaying splendor Of the fields into words So that you could hold Truth Against your body And dance. I am trying the best I can With this crude brush, the tongue, To cover you with light. I wish I could speak like divine music. I want to give you the sublime rhythms Of this earth and the sky’s limbs As the joyously spin and...

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Birds Don’t Brag About Flying

Birds don’t brag about flying the way we do. They don’t write books about it and then give workshops, they don’t take on disciples and spoil their own air time. Who could dance and achieve liftoff with a bunch of whackos tugging on...

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I Imagine Now for Ages

It Happened Again last Night: Love Popped the cork on itself- Splattered my brains Across the Sky. I imagine now for ages something of Hafiz Will Appear To Fall like Stars.                               ...

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TILLICHO LAKE

In this high place it is as simple as this, leave everything you know behind. Step toward the cold surface, say the old prayer of rough love and open both arms. Those who come with empty hands will stare into the lake astonished, there, in the cold light reflecting pure snow, the true shape of your own face. — David...

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Will I ever learn it all?

Tell me what you will my blue winged friend Did you hear me from where you drifted on the wind? This autumn wind on a summer day Sure can turn a blue sky grey Oh it’s a lonely day and cold There are secrets you’ve not told And there are parts of me that I have never known And I wonder if you see through the walls inside of me? Feathered friend I wish that you could say Why you sit on...

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Songs for Home

And the song rang out ‘midst the silence of the lodge I have sat in the pews of hundreds of churches Praised your name-Praised your name I have greeted Mecca more times than I can remember I have sat in the Zen-do with Buddha And you came you came So many sutras I’ve sung And posed ten thousand asana You were there Before I channeled the avatar- You counseled, “I am with you...

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The Essence of My Practice

My practice moves from edge to edge, exploring the limits of a stretch, the inner realm of energy and breath.  Each movement plumbs new depths of self-awareness. Who am I now, and now, and now? Who holds this pose with single-pointed focus, or loses the thread of breath and stops to find the center once again? Have I reached my full expression, or is there another defensive layer I can...

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