Living the Question Blog - Paul Reynolds Kauai » choices http://www.unlimited-ideas.com/wordpress Inspiration, poetry, yoga, art, life... Wed, 28 Jul 2010 21:52:06 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 en hourly 1 A Good Traveler http://www.unlimited-ideas.com/wordpress/2010/07/a-good-traveler/ http://www.unlimited-ideas.com/wordpress/2010/07/a-good-traveler/#comments Tue, 20 Jul 2010 06:30:15 +0000 Paul Reynolds http://www.unlimited-ideas.com/wordpress/?p=1773 Reading at Yoga House Kapaa – 7/01/2010

A good traveler has no fixed plans
and is not intent upon arriving.
A good artist lets his intuition
lead him wherever it wants.
A good scientist has freed himself of concepts
and keeps his mind open to what is.
Thus the master is available to all people
and doesn’t reject anyone.
He is ready to use all situations
and doesn’t waste anything.
This is called embodying the light.
What is a good man but a bad man’s teacher?
What is a bad man but a good man’s job?
If you don’t understand this, you will get lost,
however intelligent you are.
It is the great secret.

Lao Tzu – Tao Te Ching – Chapter 27. circa 500BC

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Reading at Waimea practice  5/11/2010

How do we forgive our fathers? Maybe in a
dream. He’s in your power. You twist his arm.

But you’re not sure it was he that stole your money.

You feel calmer and you decide to let him go free.

Or he’s the one, as in a dream of mine, I must pull from the water,
but I never knew it or wouldn’t have done
it, until I saw the street-theater play so close up I was moved to actions I’d never before taken.

Do we forgive our fathers for leaving us too often or forever when we were little?

Maybe for scaring us with unexpected rage or making us nervous because there never
seemed to be any rage there at all?

Do we forgive our fathers for marrying or not marrying our mothers?
For divorcing or not divorcing our mothers?
And shall we forgive them for their excesses of warmth, of coldness?

Shall we forgive them for pushing or leaning? For shutting doors?
For speaking only through layers of cloth,or never speaking, or never being silent?

Do we forgive our fathers in our age or in theirs?
Or in their deaths. Saying it to them or not saying it?

If we forgive our fathers, what is left?

Dick Lourie, ‘Forgiving Our Fathers,‘
Hanging Loose Press, pps 147-149,
and as appears in Sherman Alexie’s film, ‘Smoke Signals,‘

some More words on Fathers – Knock Knock

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Lie back daughter, let your head
be tipped back in the cup of my hand.
Gently, and I will hold you. Spread
your arms wide, lie out on the stream
and look high at the gulls. A dead-
man’s float is face down. You will dive
and swim soon enough where this tidewater
ebbs to the sea. Daughter, believe
me, when you tire on the long thrash
to your island, lie up, and survive.
As you float now, where I held you
and let go, remember when fear
cramps your heart what I told you:
lie gently and wide to the light-year
stars, lie back, and the sea will hold you.

—Phillip Booth

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Funny isn’t it….

How we’ve chosen
To be…
Led, shown, guided, taught, illumined, inspired….
While others choose
to be….

Shoved, tricked, cajoled, re-routed, mystified, shocked, mocked,

De-frocked…

For as many paths,

There are as many
Directions…
Up, down, this-a-way, that-a-way, in, out, time-linear, time-none

And for as many directions there are as many
Dances;
We can choose to
Skip, slink, crawl dash, climb, float, trip, skate, fall, grasp, samba, tip-toe…

We choose to ‘do-it’ with;

Tears and sweat, with love and laughter, patience, anxiousness, joy or sorrow,
in our dreams, in our realities, in other realities
This life, next life, past life
NOW

Six-a-one-half-dozen-of-another.
Name it
It’s yours
For the moment

And ya know what?

We all get there

Home.

—Paul Reynolds

know-what

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passions core

Passion's Core by Linaji

Just when I doubted myself,
Just when I ’bout gave up
A light shone thru.

Scathes my lack of intention
Attacks my dullard fears
Presses me on
And pulls the reigns of attention
Back from unconscious years.

Un-zips my eyes
Sore from looking the other way
Unfurls my feelings
And they sing out a chorus of
Doris Day.
Ohhh I don’t like to sing quite like that!
I say…
I want some blues
I want some tears,

But this force of light before me
Will have non e of my deep seated fears.

Its pinnacle of truth goes straight to
My utter zone
My heart is beating loud
My lips produce a smile
That’s been lonely           ‘
A laugh that got lost in the crowd.

From Dark to Light
I am back again,
No world of inequality,
I know that my worth is

One breath One thought away
One Word
One Peace
One Me.

—Linaji

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