A piece of string of bewilderment. A chip of enlightenment. A blotch of Bliss. A tidbit of Magic. A fragment of un-limitlessness. Is the Infinite some unique jigsaw puzzle where we gather the pieces, put them together in some sophisticated way and if we’re lucky enough some semblance of this ‘Infinite’ pops out to greet …
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Just Enough to be Empty
I come to you with kisses, hugs; ready to convey songs of angels and delicate words of love. Then I leave; having engaged in all. Ruminating, I recall the sweetness, the joy, the bliss. But something was sorrowfully missing. An ultimate connection. Those things brought along that were in excess and destroyed the ‘emptiness’ were …
When Words Become Life
Perhaps it’s a part of a morning ritual, or quiet time. The word ‘Magic’ is encountered, or maybe the word ‘Bliss’. And for a second the reassurance is accepted. You convey to yourself that ‘Bliss’ is still alive – somewhere. But worldly concerns captivate. When the second expires and the minute ascension has ceased, ‘Bliss’ …
Progressive Silence
Silence is its own garden. Not the silence brought on by ‘no exterior sound’ but by the individual silence experienced when your level of contentment is soaring. A time to take advantage of solitude and being blown away by the power of nothingness. A time to sit with others and just sensing why you folks …
Tired
When you become tired of black and white – there is color. When you become tired of finding answers – there is Silence. When you become tired of right and wrong – there is the Infinite. Look! Over there, in your periphery . . . Magic.
Life
Buildings. Windows. Doors. People. Families. And tangibles bring the abstract; feelings, judgments, the idea of right and wrong. And the ‘process’ just continues. Nothing is finally solved, no givens are ever found, just new circumstances. Different buildings are entered, other people are encountered, new tangibles come – all needing negotiation. New rights and wrongs are …
Advanced Dream . . .
Another one of those days when it is difficult to not disappear. Life is great. Friends are great. Weather is great. And then, things become too great. Uncontainable. Over-flowing. A silent, holy volcano. Instead of bursting, we vanish. Something else fills the cup in front of you. You are at a loss for something to …
Make Up Your Mind
Make up your mind . . . about nothing.
Growing Up
“Sure, I could bark. Go to the door and scratch. Maybe bring out a trusted whimper or two.” “But I’m sure not going to sit here and analyze the obvious.” “The expression of my desires needs continual development.” “I’ll allow that ‘development’ to proceed without thinking about it.”
Unsuspecting
The unplanned trip. The unusual circumstances. The disillusionment. The disarray. The un-attachment. The uncertainty. But somehow, some way, you’re led to that unsuspecting field. Nothing expected. Nothing desired. Just pure repose. And, as if no forces at all are acting, you lie down right there. You’re caught in the act of bewilderment. You have just …
The Infinite 