I was ready
To give up on mindfulness,
Until I remembered
Tara,
In the form of
A voice in my head
Calling my name,
As if she needed me;
How clever,
For how could one
Who’s occupation involves helping others
Ignore such a request?
I sat and visualized
Her across from me
In the usual place,
Inviting her to sit with me,
My resolve strengthened
And I was able to meditate,
Steadied by the perception of
Tara’s presence and her image;
Something worthwhile to investigate
Had indeed arisen,
And I set about
Noting all
Of what was present,
Whether pleasant
Or unpleasant,
Without judging or rejecting it.
Upon consideration of these events,
I take this as
A demonstration of
The mind’s power
To lead the body back home.
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Friday, August 6, 2010
Corpus: On My Mind
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