"Life is a precious but impermanent gift. The body gives out and your soul is released. The real value of life is whatever value it is to your soul." Sonia Choquette
My precious gift, I pray to honor it.
Impermanence- may I understand what that means, that someday I will not be here
with a love supreme may I honor you and my life.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Somedays I don't want to go on without you,
What does that mean?
Not that I don't want to stay alive.
I just can't adjust myself to without you.
in my own little universe, you were the sun, we revolved around you,
though I wonder if you knew it.
in my own little universe, there was no galaxy without you.
I've tried to think of you somewhere out there,
it's too hard.
to nonsensical to me, although I never thought I was so attached to the rational.
How come I keep looking for form,
when love has no form and I know it exists.
How come I ask you these questions but you don't respond.
I pray for you, no matter that I get no response, I pray for you, no matter that I don't understand. I can still pray still reach out.
What does that mean?
Not that I don't want to stay alive.
I just can't adjust myself to without you.
in my own little universe, you were the sun, we revolved around you,
though I wonder if you knew it.
in my own little universe, there was no galaxy without you.
I've tried to think of you somewhere out there,
it's too hard.
to nonsensical to me, although I never thought I was so attached to the rational.
How come I keep looking for form,
when love has no form and I know it exists.
How come I ask you these questions but you don't respond.
I pray for you, no matter that I get no response, I pray for you, no matter that I don't understand. I can still pray still reach out.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
"Martial artists can not be grounded unless their being is where their feet are."
I'm ungrounded, un focused, un being, un footed.
No matter where I am, I'm somewhere else, wondering about life, death, no death, unlife.
I pray to know the ground under my feet.
I pray for you. I pray for you to go on and on and on.
I pray for peace for both of us.
if there is worry in the after, don't worry about me.
I will stand on my own feet. there is no other way.
you gave and gave and gave, it was more than enough.
I'm ungrounded, un focused, un being, un footed.
No matter where I am, I'm somewhere else, wondering about life, death, no death, unlife.
I pray to know the ground under my feet.
I pray for you. I pray for you to go on and on and on.
I pray for peace for both of us.
if there is worry in the after, don't worry about me.
I will stand on my own feet. there is no other way.
you gave and gave and gave, it was more than enough.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
"There is nothing sweeter than devotion." Swami Kriyananda
"Go with the currents don't fight them."
"Row row row your boat gently down the stream
merrily, merrily,merrily, life is but a dream....."
I pray to row the boat gently
and understand that life is but a dream....
I pray for you, rowing merrily in your dream,
I pray to join the dream.
I pray for you. always and always.
"Go with the currents don't fight them."
"Row row row your boat gently down the stream
merrily, merrily,merrily, life is but a dream....."
I pray to row the boat gently
and understand that life is but a dream....
I pray for you, rowing merrily in your dream,
I pray to join the dream.
I pray for you. always and always.
2o Seasons Of Kyoto
are there seasons after this life ?
20 or more, thousands, I don't know.
I pray that there is more beauty and wonder than I can imagine
where you are.
I pray that the seasons of your soul life are bountiful and full of light
and love.
Your gifts are many, I pray that the world you inhabit now knows those gifts and celebrates you.
I pray I pray I pray.
are there seasons after this life ?
20 or more, thousands, I don't know.
I pray that there is more beauty and wonder than I can imagine
where you are.
I pray that the seasons of your soul life are bountiful and full of light
and love.
Your gifts are many, I pray that the world you inhabit now knows those gifts and celebrates you.
I pray I pray I pray.
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