A FEW WORDS DESCRIBING MY PREDICAMENT
By having studied, I’ve only filled my empty head.
By doing prostrations, I’ve only ruined my fragile knees.
By making offerings, I’ve only fallen further into poverty.
poetry
SOMETIMES …
Sometimes I get mislead,
The path or by my own head;
Sometimes I cry,
The truth or because of the truth of lies…
VEIL
A thunder has risen inside my mind. My breaths are intermingled with each other, I am frozen, stunned, speechless, shattered. I am victorious, yet lost to myself, standing powerless and vulnerable, I am reflection as well as the mirror, shimmering, sparking and reflecting. What intoxication is that?
SADDENED BY SADNESS
Sad it is to see,
Sad it is to hear,
Sad it is to not be able to free,
Sad it is to seek, that which is but everywhere.
CENTERED
Deepen the stability and ease the body offers with awareness of the body in the body Sense the movement of the mind from the palms… Read More »CENTERED
THE STOMACH SUFFERS FROM LACK
The stomach suffers immensely, it suffers from lack. The spine bent and hobbled with hurt, the spine that held up the stairs and resisted the shifting walls, the spine carries us forward, stiffened, but not broken. The hands, palms dark and swollen, knuckles split, fretted with blood. –A poem from an earthquake Nepal survivor.
ANCHOR INTO THE GROUNDLESSNESS
Drop the anchor of the mind into the groundlessness to find firm support from the unknown. For when the carmic winds blow strongly on a… Read More »ANCHOR INTO THE GROUNDLESSNESS
THE SECRET – by Lama Surya Das
Emaho! The Garden is here and now in this crystal cave no fog to clear no past to expiate no future to concern no mind… Read More »THE SECRET – by Lama Surya Das
INTO THE LIGHT
We give shape to our world. Whatever appears coheres. At sea in a featureless fog, I am other than what I am A dream figure… Read More »INTO THE LIGHT
YOGINI SHAKTI
Hey, captivating beauty, you are grand, you are wonder of nature. When clouds get a glimpse of you, they start pouring down, dancing shiningly, lightning gets crazy!
EARTH BREATH
Stay with the breath, ease and stability infiltrate the mind Let breath infuse and accompany the mind’s movement, blissful awareness deepens As the breath stills,… Read More »EARTH BREATH
VULNERABILITY – THE CLOAK OF A SPIRITUAL WARRIOR
Vulnerability is the shield of a warrior. It is about spaciousness, openness of heart and mind. Nothing can cut you, touch you, burn you, drown you, dissolve you because now your love is enormous, with no beginning and no end.
CHRYSALIS
When the mind wanders or wavers, reconfigure awareness in the body, sensing inwards, looking outwards. When thought holds sway, if you can’t break free or let go, step back, loosen up, shake it out, however you frame it, be physical, get up and move.
GURU’S GRACE
A guru never leaves his disciple you said Indeed you never left me Showing me your form in a glimpse of divine happiness you took… Read More »GURU’S GRACE
STAINLESS VAJRA MASTER
Your love sweetens us. Your compassion soothes us. Your wisdom lends itself to our own minds, uplifting what we know is good and true and beautiful. Mighty warrior who freely uses every moment as the greatest weapon, please bless all well-intentioned aspirations to freshly blossom without end.
BECOMING YOGINI
Come over here disembodied Discarnate resonant “ Right here” Not known, not seen, not here, not there. Not this, not that Nothing! Suffering in this… Read More »BECOMING YOGINI
SUN AND MOON
Then, stream and pond, movement and repose, like a fish darting from lake to stream, waterfall to light, from droplets to mist, to air, let the wind carry you to the first of the hidden lagoons, the falls above, as distant and near as the moon to the sun.
CALLING FROM THE HEART
It was the sixth night of the retreat, when I felt that the last bit of doubts and the wall there was there between me and my guru totally collapsed. I was humbled by his endless compassion, which I will never find words to describe.
A PRAISE FOR AYU KHANDRO
A poem about Ayu Khandro, who spent much of her life wandering Tibet’s charnel grounds and practicing Chod. In this practice, the practitioner cuts attachment by offering her own body to all those to whom she has a debt.
NAKEDLY BEAUTIFUL
Watching thoughts As they arise No object, nothing to Hold them They fall Have collected Different persona All these years Due to conditioning, Culture, upbringing… Read More »NAKEDLY BEAUTIFUL
LET NATURE RUN WILD
When innocence was king, In our self-importance, we have ignored the strategies of nature. We have forgotten it’s beauty, ridiculed its exquisite mystery. We deform the organism that gives us life, brittle and stupid we are. Let nature run wild!