My home is now,
It’s the only place
I’ve ever been
And the only place
I will ever be,
There can be
No other location,
Never was
And never will be,
Whatever is
Happening,
Is what’s always
Been happening,
Whatever I see
Is what
I’ve always
Seen,
Whatever I think
Is what
I’ve always
Thought,
There is
No continuation,
Only
The continuity of now,
Even though
There is change,
There is no change,
As I’m always here;
I can be nowhere else
Even when
I don’t know it
And cannot see it.
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Thursday, November 3, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Enterprising: Exploring Attachment
There are times
When it seems
Attachment is merely
One of the joys of life!
Grabbing
And letting go,
Just the rhythm
Of being,
Pleasure
In each,
And
Both at once,
The presence
Of clinging
Matters not,
Nor of letting go;
And sometimes
Both are present,
In complementary portions
That don’t dilute happiness at all!
But then still,
There are other times,
When this clinging
Is very painful indeed,
Then it can be
Very distracting
And difficult to endure,
Until at last it goes;
Then relief follows
But watch out!
For unwariness can lead to
Grabbing onto that relief
And suffering may follow.
When it seems
Attachment is merely
One of the joys of life!
Grabbing
And letting go,
Just the rhythm
Of being,
Pleasure
In each,
And
Both at once,
The presence
Of clinging
Matters not,
Nor of letting go;
And sometimes
Both are present,
In complementary portions
That don’t dilute happiness at all!
But then still,
There are other times,
When this clinging
Is very painful indeed,
Then it can be
Very distracting
And difficult to endure,
Until at last it goes;
Then relief follows
But watch out!
For unwariness can lead to
Grabbing onto that relief
And suffering may follow.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Enterprises: Pausing and Moving On
Ah, where to go
From here,
There seems
To be some doubt,
The sky is
Wide open,
But my direction
Unclear,
Unlike
The Monarch butterfly,
Driven to fly south
By some instinct
I seem
To have to
Work out
My own path;
With so many
Options
For
Work to do,
I paused today,
After a long stretch
Of frenzied activity,
Leading up to a deadline
And now,
Looking forward,
The game
Starts again:
The endeavour of
Deciding
Which task
Is most important.
From here,
There seems
To be some doubt,
The sky is
Wide open,
But my direction
Unclear,
Unlike
The Monarch butterfly,
Driven to fly south
By some instinct
I seem
To have to
Work out
My own path;
With so many
Options
For
Work to do,
I paused today,
After a long stretch
Of frenzied activity,
Leading up to a deadline
And now,
Looking forward,
The game
Starts again:
The endeavour of
Deciding
Which task
Is most important.
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