Posts Tagged "life"
The Puppet
Reading at Koloa and Anara practices 2/2/2012 If for a moment God would forget that I am a rag doll and give me a scrap of life, possibly I would not say everything that I think, but I would definitely think everything that I say. I would value things not for how much they are worth but rather for what they mean. I would sleep little, dream more. I know that for each minute that we close our eyes...
Read MoreAre You looking for me?
Reading at Koloa and Anara practice 1/30/2012 Are you looking for me? I am in the next seat. My shoulder is against yours. You will not find me in the stupas, not in Indian shrine rooms, nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals: Not in masses, nor kirtans, not in legs winding around your own neck, nor in eating nothing but vegetables. When you really look for me you will see me Instantly— You...
Read MoreA Meditation and Psychotherapy Story
Reading at Koloa Practice – 1/23/2012 Two friends met at a cafe one day and began to talk over tea. They told each other of the dissatisfaction in their lives, how life was not what either had expected, how despite their best efforts, they seldom woke up happy in the morning, how they did not want to feel this way for the rest of their lives. One said things were so bad he was thinking...
Read MoreWill I ever learn it all?
Reading at Koloa and Anara practices 12/02/2012 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...
Read MoreFirst Lesson
Reading at Koloa practice 12/19/2011 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...
Read MorePray for Peace
Reading at Koloa practice 12/15/2011 Pray to whoever you kneel down to: Jesus nailed to his wooden or marble or plastic cross, his suffering face bent to kiss you, Buddha still under the Bo tree in scorching heat, Yahweh, Allah, raise your arms to Mary that she may lay her palm on our brows, to Shekinhah, Queen of Heaven and Earth, to Inanna in her stripped descent. Hawk or Wolf, or the Great...
Read MoreI have learned not to worry about Love…
In the moment by Linaji Yoga reading Waimea practice 12/10/2011 I have learned not to worry about love but to honor its coming with all my heart. To examine the dark mysteries of the blood with headless heed and swirl, to know the rush of feelings swift and flowing as water. The source appears to be some inexhaustible spring within our twin and triple selves; the new face I turn up to you no one...
Read MoreYou are an artist
You are an artist---by Paul Reynolds Reading at Koloa practice 12/08/2011 “You are an Artist Your Life is your canvas You paint on it with your experiences Balance proportion and harmony are achieved By the liberal use of Love,Truth,Gratitude and Compassion The primary colors on your palette Your darkest fears trials and tribulations are but the Shadows in your work That only add to...
Read MoreI thought to myself…
11/22/2011 I thought to myself: Whats to be has happened; likely my journey nears its end. There seems to be no road ahead, no more work for me. Today, it seems, my provisions for the journey have run out. As my life has become worn out I’ll have to go behind that silent screen in my torn and dirty garb. But today what do I clearly see? The same unending game- the same undercurrent of...
Read MoreAll Paths are Honored Here…
Yoga Reading at Koloa 11/10/2011 “Broken hearts and broken wings bring it all and everything bring the song you fear to sing, all is welcome here. and even if you broke your vow a thousand times come anyhow, we’re stepping into the power of now and all is welcome here. see the father and the son reunited, here they come dancing to the sacred drum, they know they’re welcome...
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