awareness

Poem – Road

I have been down that road and
at the end I was back here,
where I started, where I attempted
to break free of constraints.

The road gave no clues.
The road divulged no secrets.

Frustrated and desperate
I fell to the ground.

In clear ice reflecting
the morning sun I saw an outline.

I saw myself.

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Poem – Hope

As the sun sets on another day
and the weight of each person’s
burden, responsibilities, and
hopelessness reach a tipping point

there is the outside view
into the mind of each tree
into the soul of nature
into the womb of the universe.

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Poem – Calm

Time and age conspire
with numbers setting expectations.

You are only as old as you feel
and that depends on the body’s voice.

These things are mostly out of our control
and in youth we ignore and push limits

looking to find something beyond life
looking over the edge at the mouth of death.

As maturity and wisdom settle like
white petals upon the empty field

the pace becomes slower and immersed
with purpose and awareness

of the mouth opening wider, moving
closer as the sun edges toward the horizon.

We stop each moment and turn them
in the lantern’s light.

We see each detail and imperfection,
we admire the craftsmanship.

In the evening following the storm’s
reach we watch the black clouds pass

and the purple light through the trees
as we smell the spring wind and think of nothing.

Poem – Life is

Life is…

This current state of awareness,
the energy we intake and let go.

Life is…

The framework we carry
the morals we exhibit.

Life is…

Our actions bound to the
people and the earth.

Looking Forward

Whatever is forward becomes
the present before becoming the past
and with eyes open we absorb
nature in all of its glory.

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Poem – Morning Light

There is the perfect moment –
birds sing, the wind
circles the body,
dogs lay and sniff the air,
ravens and ducks land
on rooftops and trees,
prairie grass crackles –
when burdens fall away
with no effort.

Briefly what followed
leaves – I become aware of this
too quickly and everything tumbles back
but I remember how I got to that place
and continue to savor the moment.

I remember the field when it was empty
and when I was truly me.

Each day becomes the practice
to instill a clear mind – not full
but mindful of the fullness.

Each day becomes the understanding
of where I am from before
tearing apart, digging deep
and removing the fragments

and placing them on the ground
showing their true colors in
the rising sun and as a
witness to each piece the raven takes away.


Morning Light

Morning Light

May 2014 Issue of Shambhala Sun

Just read three wonderful articles in the latest issue of Shambhala Sun that I wanted to share.

  1. Going Full Superman, by Koun Franz
    1. A look at superheroes and the most important trait they can teach us: selflessness.
  2. The Dharma of Distraction, by Judy Lief
    1. Why do we allow ourselves to be distracted?  Are we afraid or fearful of finding who we truly are, our true being hidden within?
  3. George Saunders on Kindness, interview by Melvin McLeod
    1. We can breakdown any wall and bridge the gap between others through one small act of kindness.

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Poem – Here Not Here

I was there
and I was not there.

Letting go of reasons
and questions I weaved
in and out of the space
out of the chaos…

I saw light…

Over and beyond the trees
wavering, floating.

Nothing moved except the light
and my physical self operating
on instinct, synchorized with
the mind through a fragile awareness
I am uncovering,

I was there
and I was not there
bathed in light of antiquity.


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Poem – Across the Empty Field

I see a shadow sitting beneath a tree.
The tree does not move and the shadow is still.

Many moons and suns pass
before I walk across the field

through snow and over rocks,
littered with objects of

vague significance, they
continue to gather and multiply

until I am no longer able
to reach myself.

The Great Mystery

This was written by Hanakia Zedek, a great friend, brother, and being with no place.

http://www.edgemagazine.net/2014/03/the-great-mystery/


The Great Mystery

The Great Mystery

To me, the idea of god is no mystery. We simply project our egocentric ideas of self onto a universal model and blam: you have gods relative to belief and culture. The real mystery is all of that space out there and in here — Outer and Inner Space — and us as space ships navigating it.

The problem is that we are trained to think from the perspective of existence, yet, most of this universe is non-existence. This fact riddles the mind and we simply can’t wrap it around the notion that we came out of Nothing.

To me, it makes perfect sense — from a microcosmic perspective relative to the relationship between the parts of an atom or from a macrocosmic perspective relative to the relationship between the parts of a system; in a word, functionality. If a system doesn’t have an inherent design of function, it simply doesn’t work. There is an unspoken universal awareness that is not mind or entity based.

Through training, a human is convinced that there is a supreme entity, yet, when we look at anything closely we see that there isn’t anything “in control” and that its functionality is inherent. Without the human consciousness and belief, the universe goes on its merry way — although we’d like to think that it was all about us. That is as silly as the belief that the Earth is the center of the Universe. Our self-importance is astounding.

The Great Mystery is not about how or why it is more of an experience that we are lucky enough to be having and aware of. Belief is cross-cultural misconception to personify something that is not just relative to us and the projections thereof. What we see in space — inner and outer — is expansion beyond human egocentric explanation.

Try this:

1. Take responsibility for your actions, feelings, thoughts, and experiences.

2. Do what you really want to do without adding anyone else to the equation.

3. Realize that you are either allowing or creating what you are going through.

4. Understand that your reality is governed by how you perceive things and the actions that you take relative to that perception.

You get what you believe, yet, this does not make it real or true — just part of your program. People run around believing that what they think is true, when what they see is only for them because they or someone else convinced them it was the truth; it’s in their heads, nowhere else.

Here is the Great Mystery of World Peace: Deal with yourself and stop worrying about everyone else. We make things more complicated than they need to be, based on what we believe. Release and let it go, like everything else does on this planet.

Things are mysterious when we lack the awareness to simply see and listen to them. Anything after that is the mere articulation of the experience we have had or the silence therein having the experience itself. What is ever really happening — other than our minds chattering? The unknown becomes known when we stop trying to rationalize it with our own puny, little minds.

As we access who we really are, we realize we are not what we can identify, so deeper down the Rabbit Hole we go into the unknown. Whatever we experience becomes part of us and us of it. Identification is a human character flaw at times, when it gets in the way of the experience that we are having called life. Even the idea of life gets in the way, because we exist beyond the illusions of both life and death — and yet, we fear them both. There isn’t any mystery beyond what we are not prepared to see.

What if this universe is self-organized, self-inspired, self-generated? And I am not talking from a perspective that we are all or it all is god. What if it simply is and there is no reason? From the smallest to the largest thing, everything functions and has an inherent knowledge or instinct of what is necessary — and so, too, do all of the parts thereof.

The mind wonders — the universe does not; it simply functions effectively. Not too mysterious, eh? “How” or “why” is a human thing. If we stop assigning meaning, purpose or cause, we can go deeper into the experiencing of things as they are.

Maybe that’s just it. Ask a tree or a bird or the sun how all of this has come and you won’t get an answer. Not one. We just make up some.

If there is something that you don’t understand, stand in awe and wonder and allow the experiential mysteries to unfold within and before you. See if this moves you towards or away, then go or stay.

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