Conversation with musician Ben Leopard

A recent interview/conversation with musician Ben Leopard, also known as “Startle the Heavens” has been posted to Stone Path Review.

Poem – Boundaries and Borders That We Find That We Cross

Standing at the shoreline
I awake when the sun peaks
over the horizon and the waves
crawl across frozen rock and cover my feet.

I do not know how long I have been here
at this border between the land and the sea.
I have vague recollections of why I am here.

You see, years have passed and the person I am
today does not really resemble the man troubled
and lost, weak and scared.

Holding and embracing the experiences I peer
at each fragment, taste the memory and vow
to move on, to be better than I was, beyond myself
into the space and fields and sky that I exist within
and part of.

So I stand at this border dividing the land and sea.

Who will I become next?

By what standard do I hold my being to and if
I falter will I still cross the border?

I sit on the golden tinged earth
as questions I thought become
answers that I see when in the
distance a figure follows the only
path, the exact border between
the land and the sea and when
he is close his hand
placed upon my head and when
I look up, grandfather.

Arctic Wild

For my next trip to Alaska I will be going through Arctic Wild which is based out of Fairbanks.  They recently revamped their website with more information and photos.  Please visit and take a look – http://arcticwild.com

Poem – A Plea, part 2

I see you in fragmented dreams
images from a life I have not lived

unfocused faces and voices
mouthing words I cannot hear.

I see images on billboards
and movie vignettes where

touching moments break through
the wall 20-years old.

I see you in rare dreams
sourced from beyond this life,

beyond the choice I made
and the weight I have carried.

If you are out there behind
the trees the shadow

following me through the
forest as the sun sets

please let me know,
please let me know.

Poem – Do You?

Do you remember where you were
that night in the autumn

the first hard freeze and the
sky exploding with clouds and light?

I will never forget where I was
standing near the pond

filled with an orange reflection
waiting for the call, for you.

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Poem – An Eye Turned Inward

It is frighteningly easy to give up hope and lose a sense of place and purpose when the earth is scorched and the people are lost. Miles and oceans separate lives, cultures, borders, and tragedies. Arbitrary definitions aim to keep lines drawn and natural tendencies in check, but this only suppresses the internal instincts, the desire to fight, the need for hope – prolongs the true being which walks the ridge-line, getting closer to the shift.

The evening sky reflects the fields of glass, the desert sands, the tropical rain forest, the calving glaciers – a mirror of processes beyond our control digging deep, removing us from the present day, existing beyond time and distance when the connections and energy between everything was more clear and made sense.

The evening sky is an eye turned inward, focusing light on our true being and the threads we all share, the bonds we must strengthen and the call we must listen to as the sun sets and the darkness descends across the fields.

An Eye

An Eye

Poem – A Plea

In the sea my reflection is
carried away by smoke and mist.

I stood there with what was left.

Broken, motionless
stripped of my armor,
I pleaded to whatever gods
lived here in the golden
light and calm sea –
What more must I give?

I have given blood.
I have given sanity.

My mind now wanders across
scattered horizons before sunrise
and follows dry riverbeds
until they disappear.

I wait here for your answer
as I have nowhere to go.

Poem – Excerpt from Beyond

The following is an excerpt from the upcoming book “Beyond the Border Kingdom”.


I look over the empty sea
void of waves and ships
and imagine you walking from the horizon
toward me, gaining shape
and definition, yet still
a shadow, a faceless being
that I have attached the label of “you” to
but my reality is I do not know who you are
and I have no fear or reason to flee.

Closer the shadow comes as
the sun emerges across the boundary
and the shadow is swallowed in light
and I slip from here before knowing.

The McMindfulness Craze: The Shadow Side of the Mindfulness Revolution

williamricci:

Another wonderful practice, being abused. Like anything, work on ourselves and everything, takes time, practice, dedication, and patience. There is no easy fix. Mindfulness is one part of this equation as it needs to include practice and study to push away the mind dust and come into the space with understanding of our place in the world.

Originally posted on Tales from the Conspiratum:

The McMindfulness Craze: The Shadow Side of the Mindfulness Revolution.

Copyright, Truthout.org. Reprinted with permission

http://truth-out.org

By Jeffrey B. Rubin,

04 January 2015

Shadow Side of the Mindfulness Revolution(Image: Jared Rodriguez / Truthout)

In case we had any doubt after watching Anderson Cooper on “60 Minutes,” mindfulness is the new yoga – and we are in the midst of a mindfulness revolution. It’s been embraced by celebrities, business leaders, politicians and athletes; and recommended by doctors, clergy, psychotherapists and prison wardens. Apps and bestselling books touting the benefits of meditation proliferate. Google “mindfulness” and you’ll get over 24 million hits.

It’s not surprising that with unbridled enthusiasm about mindfulness come exaggerated claims and problems that are eclipsed. Jon Kabat-Zinn, one of the architects of the mindfulness revolution, claims mindfulness “has the potential to ignite a universal or global renaissance that . . . would put even the European and Italian…

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Poem – Border

The border defining a boundary
the line between worlds, realms,
our consciousness
exists only in our minds
a projection of the hardship
we impose, we feel, further
defined and limited
by action or inaction.

The Border

The Border

Quantum Physics Came From the Vedas

An article that examines and discusses the historical origination of Quantum Mechanics from ancient Hinduism philosophy and texts – the Vedic texts.

http://www.krishnapath.org/quantum-physics-came-from-the-vedas-schrodinger-einstein-and-tesla-were-all-vedantists/

Reincarnation

Reincarnation

Quotes – From Inside the Grass Hut

Reading “Inside the Grass Hut” by Ben Connelly, an analysis of Shitou’s “Song of the Grass-Roof Hermitage”.  When we look out a window or sit in a small space, it includes you and the entire world, the entire universe.  What you do in that moment impacts you, the space, and the world, and you yourself are the culmination of all previous choices.

Quotes from the book:

We need to realize that we’re both interdependent ant autonomous, both together and apart. Each moment we have a choice, an opportunity. We can do something helpful, we can do something harmful, we can be completely unaware and operate out of habit. We have this chance to use each moment of choice that we are given to take care of our lives and the world around us. Let’s take this chance together. It is a beautiful way to live.

Poem – Finding Home in the Chaos – Part 4

These simple moments of nature’s gentle cycle
coupled with the raw energy exhibited here and beyond

humble this man juggling chaos
looking for simplicity

looking for answers to
questions I have not asked.

Poem – Finding Home in the Chaos – Part 3

Sometimes when I see the midnight moon
over the superior waters I imagine,
if I reach for enough from the shoreline
I can catch the beams in my palm.

The iced shoreline captures and holds
the moon just long enough for me

to taste the ancient light and remember
my roots far beyond any physical planting here.

Poem – Finding Home in the Chaos – Part 2

We hike for hours, having left
the flat fields, the trail
twists and turns toward a
peak overlooking a wide valley
filled with trees past their peak.

The valley empties into a lake
filling horizon with what
is discarded, what is no longer
useful here, to be dispersed
out to sea into the cosmos.

Darkness descends quickly and
the horizon merges with the sea
pushing yellow lights
attached to incoming ships.

stars push aside the last sun light
and join the moon.