Tag: Beauty
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It hurts, all this. ~ Sherlock Holmes
On the TV series, Elementary, Sherlock Holmes explains to Agatha why he cannot donate his sperm so she can have a baby with his DNA and, hopefully, his gifts. Sherlock: You’re right. I am… remarkable. That’s precisely why I can’t help you. Agatha: What does being amazing have to do… Sherlock: No no. I didn’t…
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On the Timefullness of Beauty and Annie Lennox
Timefull Beauty Some say beauty fades with time. Not at all. The Wisdom, insight and presence we earn with the practice of living are beauty’s greatest markers. Close your eyes and listen for the radiance, Open your eyes and see the true nature of beauty. The connection to something deeper which often inspires poems is…
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Perceiving Spirit
Close both eyes; See with the Other one. Cover both ears; Hear with the Other one. Quiet my mind. Open my heart. Peer into infinity. Listen to my body. These senses Perceive my spirit, The true nature of self. Spirit is in all things. I look for it there. Its voice resonates in my body.…
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Now and Love
If I can make the time for it Give it my full attention Allow the experience To permeate my being 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…
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You can’t make an omelette without chopping a few mushrooms
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 onionsEach strike of knife…
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Behold yourself lovingly ~ See the beauty that is you
It is said Beauty is in the eye of the beholder So, Behold yourself lovingly
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Prayer Wheels
I want to tell you a story about one of the way-points along the path of my gradual awakening. But I recall, that story has already been told. What follows is a prose poem written while visiting Labrangsi monastery, in the town of Xiahe, China. It’s a Yellow Hat sect, but the monastery is…
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Reverence, Awe and the Divine Language of Science
I follow a facebook page called Kissing Fish: christianity for people who don’t like christianity. The page’s owner is a pretty spry thinker, as are many Christians — which shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone. There’s evidence enough in the discussions which accompany his posts. Kissing Fish posts frequently, and most are thought provoking.…
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