God Beauty Perfection Love :: Synonyms
Accept what is
So true, and so easy to say. I’m guessing, because I’m unenlightened, but those actions may finally become easy once I have achieved enlightenment.
From all I’ve read, they are integral practices for achieving it. From my own experiences, I am most content when I live them, no matter how briefly I am able to do so. Accept, let go, have faith. It’s hard!
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Argument is a Defense of Ego
Every discussion is worth entering
Every argument is worth leaving
One is a journey of discovery
One is a defense of ego
A moment in perfect time
There is no future reward
No past achievement
More meaningful
More fulfilling
More exquisite
Than the experience
Of this very moment
Now
There are but two secrets
To living fully, completely
The other is
Love
Remembering this
I am humbled
Living this
I become divine
Commodity Fetishism
On a sunny Sunday morning
The world outside my kitchen window not yet stirring
But for songbirds singing
And the rustle of leaves in the breeze
Chop chop chopping mushrooms
The sharp chef’s blade falling falling falling
On the cutting board, slices of mushroom brushed aside
Readied for sizzling butter and onions
Making an Omelette
More chop chop chopping
You can’t make an omelette
Without chopping a few mushrooms
On a sunny Sunday morning
One of many beautifully rendered scenes from the fourth and final season of Battlestar Galactica. Admiral William Adama has fallen in love with Laura Roslin, President of the Twelve Colonies of Cobol. He hasn’t told her yet. He hasn’t even admitted it to himself, yet. But he is just about to. For the moment, he allows her to be an intimate friend, one with whom he’s made the habit of reading to her favourite yarns while she undergoes treatment for the cancer which will take her all too soon.
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The last time I really, really had a hard time letting go, I took a road trip through the American West. Washington, Oregon, California, Nevada, Colorado, Utah, Arizona …
Every time I’d see a white Toyota Highlander on the highway (you can’t imagine how many there are, especially in rural California) I’d think of her. That’s what she drove.
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A Silent Slipping Away
I want to live in the world, not inside my head
I want to live in the world,
I want to stand and be counted
With the hopeful and the willing
With the open and the strong
With the voices in the darkness
Fashioning daylight out of song
And the millions of lovers
Alive in the world
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