Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Beneficence

Today is a no-temperature day, the kind where there seems to be zero separation between one’s skin and the surrounding sea of oxygen. If heat and cold are mood-despoilers, then this amazing flow of neutrality must be called pure nurturance. People, animals, cars all move about unprotesting. Everything seems held together by kindness.

Of course, it won’t last. Tomorrow could easily toss out gusts of wind and wet. But the mere appearance of this strifeless day reminds me of the space within which is not subject to tides, seasons, quakes, storms. It is not now -not ever- subject to our temporal turmoils because it underlies them. It is the unseen bed of life which is still, formless, unrockable.

Hidden beneath my tightly spun thoughts, there is always a door open to this space. I know this. You know this.

Why do we not use it more often?

Thursday, March 19, 2009

The Yes Road

If I took Yes,
and stretched it out for a mile,
then walked on it in my bare feet,
life would like that
and probably tickle my toes.

If I took Yes
and stretched it out for a mile,
then refused to embrace it
with my naked feet,
I would end up walking on sharp stones.

But if I took Yes
and stretched it out for a mile,
then walked on it in my bare feet,
life would like that
and probably tickle my toes.