Eating meditation: consuming food silently, grateful for the nourishment while also pondering the origins of the food which one is consuming. Recognizing that while this food sustains the human body, our body is not ours. Anatta. Freedom from attachment. Especially powerful by candlelight.
Slow down. Acknowledge the wandering mind while bringing the thoughts back to ones of gratefulness. Appreciate. Love.
April 16, 2008
Midnight Thoughts
My fears rebound off the walls and I feel surrounded
by what could or may be and my head is pounding
I take a deep breath and center my thoughts
I try hard to focus but we're spinning like tops
I feel so much younger than this skin does show
with my brain set at seven my body did grow
And now I play house with rent and the bills
while doing away with those childish thrills
But I want to return to that innocence and joy
and the elation a girl feels surrounded by toys
Yet now I must move and study and work
I must get my own mail, my duties not shirk
I must solve all my problems by using my head
I must do my own laundry and make my own bed
But one day I vow to return to that place
of love and of caring, of hope and of grace.
by what could or may be and my head is pounding
I take a deep breath and center my thoughts
I try hard to focus but we're spinning like tops
I feel so much younger than this skin does show
with my brain set at seven my body did grow
And now I play house with rent and the bills
while doing away with those childish thrills
But I want to return to that innocence and joy
and the elation a girl feels surrounded by toys
Yet now I must move and study and work
I must get my own mail, my duties not shirk
I must solve all my problems by using my head
I must do my own laundry and make my own bed
But one day I vow to return to that place
of love and of caring, of hope and of grace.
April 9, 2008
I am self-absorbed.
I live most of my life in fantasy.
I care deeply for others.
I act on impulse.
I build forts.
I tell lies.
I smile.
I run.
I write.
I feel fat.
I smoke pot.
I sing and strum.
I want to be a bluejay.
I create my own illusion.
I care deeply for others.
I act on impulse.
I build forts.
I tell lies.
I smile.
I run.
I write.
I feel fat.
I smoke pot.
I sing and strum.
I want to be a bluejay.
I create my own illusion.
untitled
try as it might
sunlight cannot break through
the window’s dark blue canvas
--it also covers you
and try as one might
the dark screen of doubt
covers your heart
and keeps me out
sunlight cannot break through
the window’s dark blue canvas
--it also covers you
and try as one might
the dark screen of doubt
covers your heart
and keeps me out
April 7, 2008
We stop
we’re moving too fast to see the flowers
speeding down this long blackened road
a blur of purple, a spot of yellow
swallowed up in the vast green canvas
momentary colors overwhelm
the force of wind against my hand
I make waves out the window
the sun warms my arm
my heart beats
and all this beauty surrounds and devours
our little life, this little day
just one in a million that will be had
oh, abruptly we stop
living
speeding down this long blackened road
a blur of purple, a spot of yellow
swallowed up in the vast green canvas
momentary colors overwhelm
the force of wind against my hand
I make waves out the window
the sun warms my arm
my heart beats
and all this beauty surrounds and devours
our little life, this little day
just one in a million that will be had
oh, abruptly we stop
living
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