Tuesday, September 23, 2008


What we need to arrive at
May be arrived at
By going

Monday, September 22, 2008


Called a practice
Is done for this moment
So that it is impossible to tell
If I am meditating
Or not

Economy goes up and down

And living with presence
And does what is always done:
Goes where help is needed
And observes.

Each Precious African Human Birth

Is such a precious thing to behold
In fingers
like shimmering tears and
a devoutness
and patience
in every well of eyes.

I am spaciousness

And whatever happens is a good thing.

I am awareness

I am love

I am giving.



Sunday, September 21, 2008

In each moment fully experienced

The heart opens up that much more.

"I think the worst thing in the world is to be lying on your death bed saying, 'I wish I had tried."

Perhaps the worst thing in the world is to be thinking about
how in the future
you'll be obsessed about the past.

Perhaps the worst thing in the world
Is to worry about what might be
The worst thing in the world

Perhaps the only worst thing in the world
Is to criticize another's idea
Of the worst thing in the world.

But at any rate,
Once you die
What will you care?

And if you have nothing better to do

Than to spend the last few moments of life

In any moment other than the here and now

Savoring whatever splendor might be had

In the last rustle of curtains.

The last giggles of kids down the street

Then that is to be regretted most.

Almost as much as the regret of losing the present moment,

With the kids playing

And the dinner cooking

In thinking about that moment

Or how others might think of it


Source of quote--a sweet little article:

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

There is No End to it

Dividing and parsing our resources, opportunities and judgements
Based on where you were born who your mother is what's under your pants the tinture of your skin the car you drive your musical tastes your interests
That's not what matters.

Who's thinking that thought?
Is that thought worth so much more than an African thought?
With time and training, the thought's the same in any case.

The illusion of difference--
How wonderful when a Chinese athlete won the gold.
They won it for all of us
Your suffering is for all of us
Your wealth is for all of us
Nothing is lost
Nothing is gained

It's all just part of the big cosmic smile.
You look away from it
And there's suffering enough for all.

Saturday, September 6, 2008


Funny what one comes across, browsing on a Saturday.
Recently, a couple topics have lured me in.

One was on King Mswati III of Swaziland, with 13 wives, while his people live in poverty. Check out the story: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/06/world/africa/06king.html?pagewanted=2&_r=1&partner=rssuserland&emc=rss

Another is Matthew Barney, and his Cremaster Cycle--an epic about, what else--his cock. Or, more precisely, the muscle which pulls up the testicles. Wow, profound. He created only 20 DVDs of his five films, which sell for $100,000 each.

Both men rich from cockification.
Both obsessed with cock.
Both with egos as big as the whole outdoors.

What's the difference?

Isn't it Great

That the highest pleasures
And most splendid happiness
Is absolutely free.

But often we feel a need to pay
With other so-called pleasures
Enough of those.

Now for a note from our sponsor:

No story here

all awareness

and so much room

to appreciate

the more

and again

Immense Space

In every conversation
With every person
In public
In private
There it is

The hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

The curve of the thumb

is a wonderful thing.

This form.
This body.
All bodies.

Friday, September 5, 2008

it makes no difference

One who says all is not one
Is one with me.

One who says all is one
Is one with me.

Terrorism and Everyday Life

The job of a terrorist is to terrify.
But if a people cannot be terrified,
There can be no terrorism.

How can a people not be terrified?
By nonattachment.

And nonseparation.