She came in darkness and pain To find the light of compassion But with her came the darkness And his rage The light was stronger In time, compassion prevailed She was freed The rage lingered And malingered Until that too found its release
Be not so concerned with betterment Strive foremost for awareness An unconscious being is limited Consciousness knows no bounds
There is but one Truth. Though there are many ways To speak of it truly, None of these Are the Truth. Those who claim the Truth Do not know it. Those who know the Truth Do no speak it. They speak about it, Truly. We call […]
To make peace extend compassion. To find compassion detach from suffering. One person at a time. So the whole world follows.
She writes … she writes like a battering ram, through the impenetrable. If only I…. but I don’t write that way. Or. Not. Yet. I’m not ready to write. Yet. Or so I say. But I write, here and there. Inappropriately. I appropriate other’s spaces.
Why walk the path, When you can dance it?
The words below, Light and Shadow, weren’t so much inspired by the Martin Luther King, Jr. quote to the right, but as I began typing out a comment on the Facebook post it was attached to, these words came out instead. The MLK quote reminds me of the Hindi word, […]
A few years ago I attended a seminar called Chicrets which was something of an “Introduction to Experiencing Chi” (Chi being the Chinese term for what you might call “life force”.) It was informative, instructive and rather surprising. After a few simple exercises designed to help us recognize the sensations […]
You didn’t stop dancing because you’re depressed; You’re depressed because you stopped dancing.
The urge to write hasn’t appeared often in my life of late. Every now and again, though. A friend posted this image on Facebook with the observation, “love the simplicity of this!” Something in the image and that thought gave rise to these words.