What are the guiding forces of my life Those that allow me to bow to the infinity of blessings Often unseen but known Each day life is a song Not for the small me but for the me that holds infinity inside Without this deep sense of awe, reverence, gratitude, and love for all that moves Life was just a humdrum from one sense pleasure after another Fulfilling for a moment until the next craving made its home The relentless movement of the mind separated from the soul Always the

We all see How we see depends upon our understanding Fixity remains if not questioned Self is created from this fixity of perception Identification with a point of view underlies its formation And is this intrinsically true True to me and you but not the way it is Reality is a hologram Perception is a kaleidoscope Choose the lens and the reality changes Where’s  the self that clings to views Can the self constructions still remain If attachment to view crumbles under the ever

Is my need greater than the light that guides me Asking me to restrain Perhaps even let go To shed the need for a higher purpose. What...

Authenticity is an inquiry We are a conglomeration of many selves How do the different selves relate to each other? Is there a cost...

Leaning posture Exhibits Leaving the body Moving forward Mind moves out Imagining there is something to get An act of grasping A dip into...

An organizing principle for life Gives meaning Has a story Gives continuity There is a past, a present and a future Builds notions of...

At the time, I learnt the Vipassana/Insight meditation practice, it was taught, with all good intentions, to be the cure to suffering. ...

What is to receive? We do things just to do. Much of life remains unexamined. We move as objects in space Defining intimacy through very...

What’s the purpose of this reactivity? Is it the small self carrying for greater recognition? Perhaps ignorance marking its territory...

What’s the peculiar proclivity of the mind To be … fill in the blank … Be seen Compete Better than Be eminent To rule To run To hide...

Projecting outward for a greater happiness Momentary The illusion of it as being long-lasting Then the fading Circling back for another...

Albeit all remains a fabrication But why not enjoy the play of a role? The art of being a woman A dying art The decor, the texture, the...

Sense into the softness of your own breath Its quiet flow This is how the Spirit holds us It is a direct understanding of the holding of...

They say we choose our destiny based on our longings. Longings set forth the wheel of karma. Consciously or unconsciously the momentum is...

Worthy obedience Obedience is anathema to an average mindset. Choice and freedom are what life is meant to be. Obedience smells of...

Push away Push away push away To subvert the aversion supposedly coming my way. Believing I have an inherent right to live life in my...

Resting in the stillpoint Stillpoint What is this? Resting in the stillpoint of existence Being finds being No movement outward No...

The in-breath dissolves into an empty space The out-breath dissolves into an empty space. Each half breath is a reminder of the dying of...

As the Eye opens You and I engaged in the relating affair The back and forth The nudge the pull, the non-acceptance The deep trenches...

Measure by measure Measure by measure we measure what I take and you give The same is true for what I give and you receive Reciprocity is...