You can do it. You can face it. You can hit rock bottom All by your lonesome. Not because you’re strong enough. No one is.
You are being given the choice In every moment of your life To receive Grace Raining like Inexhaustible Rose petals Cascading endlessly Over your entire
Please don’t ask me To prop you up To call the Light of others That you hide behind And display as your own As YOURS
We built the walls But now we are learning To embrace the space The emptiness The peaceful Freedom from hurry From thinking From making plans
Talking with friends lately, I hear a lot of grief… a lot of suffering. One cried for all the dying children, another for abandoned animals…
It was I Who fed you All these years I kept you alive You were the center The constant The polestar But I have no
For a long time, we treat our bodies as if they’re who we are. We love their shape, their color, their softness. We feed them
Until I say no I will be enraptured Distracted Yanked at by A world full of Gimmicks and ploys Vying for my attention Until I
Your life isn’t yours Until you take it back Until you sit in it Wear it Let it flow Let it sing inside you Let
Nothing knows Nothing. Somethings always get in the way. Sitting in The Nothing Is something only Nothing and Nobody can do. And the more you
You did it You were the one Who separated the world Into pieces Into colors People Races Countries Good and bad OK, Sure… School Parents
A talented gardener friend showed me how to prune an olive tree last year. And it was amazing. You see, gardeners see trees differently from
Patience Trust Stillness Calm Are the Hardest Things You’ll Ever Have To Learn … Especially In The Heat Of The Moment … Until You Discover
We ask the mind to comfort us, and it does so by repeatedly affirming to us what it thinks of as facts. We inherit this
Don’t grab at the world Don’t let your ego Lift a single finger Don’t believe it when it Tells you it knows What you “need”
Pain, if not called Suffering If not labeled Wrong Unfair Unnecessary If just allowed Doesn’t hurt Doesn’t distract It’s just A teacher A readjustment A
Ready for my mission Not getting distracted by What didn’t come Who didn’t call Who left me out in the cold No more regrets Imagined
We’re all aware that there are people who try to manipulate us… for their own ends. They may be our government, our boss, our spouse,
Lately, my brain has been getting super-excited by simply watching the wave reflections on the wall, right above the swimming pool, here at the Y.
You are silence, immoveable stillness. You are forever in stealth mode, hiding in the interspaces between things and thoughts. You are before words. Before concepts.