Tag: being
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The Speck Becomes the Sea
We are, each of us, a speck, living on a speck, rotating around a speck which is just one of billions of specks clustered in a speck. Here am I experiencing my own infinitesimal significance. I realize: I am a miracle, infinite in my miraculousness. In all the uncountable experiential specks that are consciousness in…
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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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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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To be, acknowledge you are
To be loved, love. To be forgiven, forgive. To be happy, choose happiness. To be wealthy, acknowledge the wealth you possess. To be successful, measure the love in your life, not its deeds. To end violence, offer peace. To receive, give. To be wise, live.
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Seeking ~ Being
There comes a time In every pilgrim’s journey When the path transforms From seeking To being
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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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Uncomfortably numb ~ David Gilmour and I can’t put our finger on it
I’m going to tell you a story about someone who became a part of my life in a way few other people ever experience. Well, I wonder about that. I wonder how many other people go about their day-to-day lives only vaguely aware that there’s something unusual going on in their life, but just can’t…
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Paul Simon ~ slip slidin’ my way from the blues to the rainbow’s loving hues
A day of sunshine and warm summery breezes, moving conversation and revealed transformations, a day of intimacy and worries unburdened, of gratitude and the most difficult of life’s moments shared… A day not so much impervious to the hardships, the horrors, the blues, but one that finds itself on the other side of them, finds the lessons…
