3/11/19
There is this sense
That I cannot take the time
To write
I cannot spare the time away from mother
Because she may die, any day
Any time I take away from her is lost
So I feel obligated to sit in the living room
While she watches tv
And sit with her
Like now
Bye
2/15/19
Out of flow
Into the alternate path
Knowing whats to come
But powerless to adapt
The lesson will be taught
You have no control
Life takes you where
It wants you to go.
Trying to get back on track
Losing at each step
Out of sync, out of time
option to surrender
It’s the only choice
Feb 2019
Good Enough
The impact of judeo Christian education
Theology of self worth
And people pleasing
Jesus as the ultimate standard of goodness “Do as I do”
He sacrificed his life for US
Thereore in order to be “good”
We have to be martyrs
THe ultimate lack of self
Therefore, we seek to have no ego, no pride, nothing held back. Give it all away
Leads to shame and guilt
When others question our motives
And don’t see us as “good”
Or having good intentions
Feb 2019
We Are Everything
We are kind and cruel
My mom is a self centered suspicious fear filled woman,
And she is loving and selfless and insightful and considerate
Yin/Yang – the middle way between both extremes…that we all possess..we are complete beings. The “choice” is what the mix will be, what we will cultivate.
“Shoud” is the most damaging word
Trying too hard to be loved.
3/4/18
Our lives our stories are written in the sky
Embodied stories in the theatre of time
The past is real, it was lived across the page of time
It is the wake we leave as we chart untouched powder
Just in time
Our lives are encapsulated. The length exists as a comet leaves its trail
Like stacking dolls
The past is in us, there is a shape to our lives, they exist in form
Like a song’s grooves in vinyl
Or a dance captured on screen.
I can’t bear to live within this box any longer
I feel constrained by the boundaries of culturalizatoin
I want to be free to explore the meaning of life beyond humanity, beyond our society
WHAT IS THE MEANING OF LIFE
I am acutely aware of time – acutely aware of its presence or my presence in it
Like an atmosphere within which I live
In time
Yet there is no joy in this realization
There is a deep sadness, or poignancy.
Is this being awake?
The less personality, the more the One Self shines through.
The less person, the more One
5/16/18
As the fire fire flickers
Frenetic
Flames
Tongues darting to and fro
So the center remain
In it’s stillness
Centered
Grounded to its source
So are we
Minds darting
Business of the body
We remain in the stillness
Centered in Self
Listening to guidance
Plugged into truth
As we move our bodies
Is how we walk in the world
Participating in dynamic consciuosness while moving to inner guidance. It’s like this
There is no ownership of the Light
No need to be an original
There is only the one, original and primsry
Simply allow that light to shine thru you
As Jesus said. Who are you to hide your light under the bushel basket
For it is not “ours” alone
But the light itself coming thru us
This is my Karma work
To serve others
To be centered in self
There is nothing to do
But be in this recognition
12/22/17
What good does it do to wake up?
We are these little energy packages. We live in delusion our lives matter and then our lives end and what comes of the energyq, the consciousness? Nothing. It enters back into field of energy source
So this is how it is, what is the use of knowing this? Except to maybe not take ourselves so seriously. And enjoy life while we are conscious of it.
Seems like delusion going against what is natural. We call it asleep. But maybe it's the ultimate acceptance of what is. We are little sensory creatures locked in our containers. Why try to imagine we are more than that. If it's so much effort, isn't it self aggrandising? As if we are more than these sensory moment to moment consciuosness
Why should the wave be aware of its presence within the sea?
Although you have to do something to see that, you have to do nothing to be that.
Enjoy the experience of being human. To truly marriage with spirit have to die. The longing to return will eventually be satisfied. Till then, enjoy the experience of the senses set of the emotions and thoughts it’s part of being human.
What was the most difficult thing, person, idea, or dream you’ve had to let go of? What happened in your life as a result of letting go?
Ok this is a tough one. I think it is still a process for me.
I’d say letting go of my image of myself as a physically healthy person. I developed an illness that for the past 16 years has pretty much wrecked havoc in my life. I had t let go of my profession, my image of myself as a strong, healthy woman. I still struggle today to accept this, and ironically, I am currently experiencing an episode of the condition, and have been thinking about this idea of surrendering for the past few days.
The other aspect of this is letting go of
7/13/16
Being the awareness is all we have to do which is why I am so content just being and seeing. It is a function on my enlightenment. I always called myself a philosopher but it's this. It's being the awareness and yes it is bliss to be his awareness while in the middle of "life" that is the difficult task we Crete doe ourselves
2/6/16
What makes something beautiful.
I am one of those people who see beauty in almost everything. I enjoy the act of looking, and seeing, both literally and energetically.
Beauty is in the details, in the majesty and richness of it’s essence. Whether is be the amazing colors of a tropical fish, flower or bird, or the height of a skyscraper shooting up to the heavens. The essence of things, of people – their characters and soul. Life is beautiful.
What makes something ugly? Ugly is hate. That is what is most ugly to me. Ignorance and exclusion. I think more of people and how they may behave when I think of things that are ugly.
Aesthetically, ugly is usually bland, created without love or attention to detail. Lack of love is ugly, regardless the form of expression.
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