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Archive for December, 2011

Eyes of the Beloved shimmer like stars.  Which they are. When the Beloved laughs, it bellows like howler monkeys or cackles like geese preening down by the bay. When the Beloved mourns, hoot owls rise from its sorrow, yellow eyes gleaming in the pitch black night. When the Beloved sings, mourning doves coo in sunlight. [...]

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Do words rise like hard sharp metal in your world, cutting decisive edges against the mind’s fuzzy not-knowing? When you think “tree” what do you imagine? Does your brain make limbs nice and tidy, green, rooted, leaves? Or does it account for roaring wind, leafless bones, roots so thick your fingers can’t embrace them? Can [...]

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Look around… This is my body, broken for you into grey majestic tree bark and computer screens and funky ducks. Look!  I am Christmas lights gleaming from garland and scrap paper. I am your VISA bill. I am those photographs and your thought that there must be something more, something more than this. Like that [...]

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I want to be Rumi when I grow up. I want to meet him in that field beyond wrong-doing and right-doing and sprout poetry so non-dual that you know you’re grown up and that you’re Rumi now. He whispers: Come, come, whoever you are. Wonderer, worshipper, lover of leaving. It doesn’t matter. Ours is not [...]

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the title is a book by wayne muller. i am slowly reading this book. it’s all about presence. it’s all about many things. right now i read this: There is a time to give and a time to receive.  If we can rest comfortably in this natural rhythm, allowing time and attention for both, we [...]

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