Posts Tagged "love of self"

You can love yourself….you really can!!

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Your Emptiness

But whoever sees your emptiness sees beyond blue and beyond the blind man. A great soul hides like Mohammed, or Jesus, moving through a crowd in a city where no one knows him. To praise is to praise how one surrenders to the emptiness. To praise the sun is to praise your own eyes. Praise, the ocean. What we say, a little ship. So the sea-journey goes on, and who knows where! Just to be held by...

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Wabi Sabi

“When you’re an aspiring master of pronoia, you see the cracks in the facades as opportunities; inspiration erupts as you careen over bumps in the road: you love the enticing magic that flows from situations that other people regard as rough or crooked “That which is not slightly distorted lacks sensible appeal,” wrote poet Charles Baudelaire, “from which it follows...

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I, Me Wed….

…There’s another kind of holy matrimony we should make room for: one that climaxes not with the oath, “With this ring, I thee wed,” but rather, “With this ring, I me wed.” We need a ritual for getting married to oneself. Is that something you’re interested in? Do you have the nerve to go that far to prove your love? Are you ready to give yourself with...

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Forgotten Family

As I descend into basement shadows, I am washed in red. Smoothness is not a choice on the earthly plane. As light reveals, so also shadows are spawned. With this I must learn to rock my ignorance to sleep to await its hungry cry. I must feed my insincerity its milky gruel. I must give my meanness rapt attention. I must dine with my shallowness and play chess with my incompetence. I must massage...

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Coming to the conclusion

Finally I am coming to the conclusion that my highest ambition is to be what I already am. That I will never fulfill my obligation to surpass myself unless I first accept myself. and if I accept myself fully, in the right way, I will have already have surpassed myself. — Thomas...

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A look at this Body…..

Kent Bond 28 by Kent Bond “My Zen teaching has deepened to encourage people to really plunge into the world, into life. I want them to enter life, to embody their practice, tend it with their hearts. To attend to life, to this body, is to love it and bless it. Particularly we need to find a way to bless our wounds and the darkness we find ourselves in. It takes patience to bless our...

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For a Dancer

Keep fire burning in your eye Pay attention to the open sky You never know what will be coming down I don’t remember losing track of you You were always dancing in and out of view I must have thought you’d always be around Always keeping things real by playing the clown Now you’re nowhere to be found I don’t know what happens when people die Can’t seem to grasp it as...

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A Good Read

by Kent Bond The mirror reveals A very unique notebook A cherished volume That I have chosen to journal in Today Skin is the delicate parchment Organs, bone, joint and sinew The bindings and spine Each cell, Chapters. War and Peace are but cliff notes In comparison Bible, Koran, Kabbalah Only echo its holiness I need not think to Turn the page For the entry is already Transcribing,...

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Tired of Speaking Sweetly

Love wants to reach out and manhandle us, Break all our teacup talk of God. If you had the courage and Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights, He would just drag you around the room By your hair, Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world That bring you no joy. Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly And wants to rip to shreds All your erroneous notions of truth That make...

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