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Monthly Archives: November 2011
In which language?
In which language will you dance through pastures down to the bottom of the valley where the river runs under trees in dappled light? In which language will you dream of laughing with those you love while you chase … Continue reading
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Are you the man who brings wisdom to the world?
I listened from afar to the words of one I liked. Eventually I came nearer and called out to him: Are you the man who brings wisdom to the world? I bring what I can, he said. Sometimes I … Continue reading
How much can I bear home undamaged?
And if I go on a run, and halfway round find the shell of a bird’s egg, cream, with the delicate russet tracery of veins imprinted on the inside, can I be relaxed enough, and mindful enough, to carry … Continue reading
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Sun Square, Lancaster
Mind, you and I, we work a lot together. We can enter you, and observe. We can go into a quiet little square, on a sunny lunchtime in any provincial town. People sit under parasols, by the café, and … Continue reading
I listened one time to the voice of emptiness.
I listened one time to the voice of emptiness: When you draw the curtains to open up the morning, and find only mist, remember that I am there. If you find yourself set down in a flat desert, where … Continue reading
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Target practice
You stand at the butts, your bow in your hand, and feel the fear of missing the target rise strong within you. You come to a startling conclusion: if I do not shoot then I cannot miss. You put … Continue reading
On Sundays
On Sundays On Sundays I usually try and open to God. Sometimes God nudges into me and I faintly sense the softening of love. Sometimes God spreads out before me, and I hesitate at the brink. Sometimes I stay closed, … Continue reading
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A nun told me
A nun told me a few years ago that when I listen to the sound of the bell the important thing to do is to keep listening to it as the sound fades away and transforms into silence, and then … Continue reading
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In the logic of my secret love for you
In the logic of my secret love for you, I will wander the land, seeking out the places where I will not meet you, but maybe glimpse you from afar. In the half dark of a summer night I … Continue reading
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How to enjoy the voices of contraction
The voices of contraction may be very loud. Round the table, confusion reigns. In the democracy of your being, fear and neediness may carry the majority vote. Invite the Buddha to the table. He may say nothing, but his … Continue reading
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And this is what I saw
And this is what I saw: on the far side of a busy road in Cricklewood, a young blind woman, walking along the pavement, long stick sweeping the ground in front, feeling her way through the morning. And this … Continue reading
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Randomlessness
When I run regularly I bring breathlessness to my body. Over time, I have seen how my body changes in response. My lungs expand, my muscles grow, my metabolism has the capacity to speed up. I have understood that … Continue reading