Tag: compassion

love’s penance

love doesn’t cry
it quietly supports your every action
it leans on your leg
it watches you across the room quietly
making sure you are ok
it follows you room to room
letting you know you are not alone
it loves you
it’s a friend
your sanctuary

it’s easy to love when you are loved
but when the other turns away
because they fear themselves
that will be the time your love is really tested
you will want to run away
it’s hard to watch someone hurt themselves
it challenges everything we feel love should be
but stay you must
for this is what love requires
not your will be done

let your anger at loves rebuke
be transmuted into compassion
so clean up the mess
slip into the bed and whisper
your love into the abyss of fear
call out across the void to the lost one
stand firm in your resolve
take the lashes with joy
let the salt of your tears
birth new hope for love

Mother’s Tears

Let me show you the face of God.

Today I’m feeling such wonderful joy and such deep sadness. Where they meet on the field of doubt, hope is born.

Tears are flowing down my face from deep down, from the place my soul was born from.

Strange tears, with a sweet bitter taste. There is a saltiness in them that reminds me of the oceans before mankind stepped into Eden.

That was a pure time of creation, full of hope and potential. A time of eternal beauty, imagine it if you can.

We so much desire to be known and loved by this place and time that has birthed us. But we often feel like orphans, mistakes, the refuse of a time before.

Real life is not about being loved, truly it is about finding love for yourself, for all things as yourself.

To know yourself is not to destroy yourself, to know yourself is true love.

To be alive can be so overwhelming. How we can hurt one another like we do. We are capable of such hatred and rage…such darkness…

but but but

There can be such amazing dazzling firefly like beauty. Sparks of eternity you can taste and feel, balls of light bursting on your tongue and in the back of your mind.

What a glorious gift!

Maybe life is but a dream, but it feels…it feels…I don’t have the words. It feels more than real, more than true, more than all the words ever spoken or written.

I will remember this place for eternity as I sail past these temporary sorrows.

Eternity is found in this very moment, right now.

If you want to know god, look to your right and to your left. Look at that poor soul drinking themselves to an early death on the side of the road.

Look at your children.

Look at your friends and enemies.

Look at what you love and hate.

Forgive yourself for what you have done, forgive others for what they have done to you.

I know my Mother’s desire to be loved. I am her, but with something more. I know her pain to my marrow. I know how she desires union with God and fears the enemy of love.

God did come to her, through her children. She may never know it, but it’s more than true.

I imagine her saying to me, rejoice my son, you have found your heart! You are here living, this is no small accomplishment…

rejoice rejoice rejoice!

Here I am talking to myself on a lazy Saturday as tears stream down my face. We are always running and pushing for that next breath, that next experience, but look around you. Take a deep breath, blink, enjoy the view maybe.

These are my Mother’s tears, mixed with mine, an elixir that has revealed the face of God.

You will only be here for a very short time, the shortest blink. Pay attention, mean what you do, take responsibility for all of it.

You have arrived here now!

Billions of years awaited your arrival.

Welcome.

Look at your love, feel your hatred. Let them join together in that field beyond good and evil.

I’ll meet you there.

I AM a Human Being

Not that anyone asked or needs to know, but know who you are reading.

A human being.

“I will govern my life and thoughts as if the whole world were to see the one and read the other, for what does it signify to make anything a secret to my neighbor, when to God, who is the searcher of our hearts, all our privacies are open?”

—Seneca the Younger

I am no nihilist.

I am no atheist.

I am no agnostic.

I am no believer.

I am no mystic.

I am no Angel.

I am no spy.

I am no Demon.

I am a human being.

I move swiftly, like 💨 and 🔥

Seneca the Younger spoke against the folk religion of the common people. But he had a deep sense of the invisible mover of our Will, God. Choose your name. Let us call it the original human religion.

I do not deny the invisible hand in my life, truly, I credit it with creating my will and body. I do not preach about this god. I reflect on the beauty of it in my life. I cannot teach this god. I cannot reveal this god to you. I cannot name it, nor do I claim it. Nor do I feel myself more special than any other. But I know this as I know my breath. Both mysterious in a way and profoundly beautiful. I am not so arrogant to imagine myself god’s special creation. This is all special and wonderful and beautiful and the ugly is beautiful too in a way. God itself can correct me through my clear burning Will, but no human could.

To know your Will, is to know the face of God.

I practice the first and only true religion.

It has no prophecies.

It has no priests or priestesses.

Zeus himself showed me.

Being a Human Being.

Nietzsche – Thus Spake Fire

My reading reading from Project Gutenberg’s – Thus Spake Zarathustra – https://www.gutenberg.org/files/1998/… by Friedrich Nietzsche.

Other

What moves the world

Away from fear and greed

Toward compassion for the other

Only ourselves because…

We know loneliness

We know doubt

We know fear

We know pride

We know anxiety

From here…

We can stop searching

We can find patience

We can take a breath

We can take a step back

We can see the Self in the Other

Compassion is always the best choice

Ashes of Love

flame casts no shadow
all can be seen by its light
source consumed
light and heat radiate
toss it all on
enjoy your feast dancing fairies
oh how they dance before me
over me and through me
captured in their beauty
i willingly give myself to
those dancing crimson flames
light and heat consume
love knows
no limits
no flesh
no fear
nothing can stop its dance
you can find me there
a pile of ashes in the corner

Difficult Emotions

emotions

I struggle with anger and difficult emotions at times. When you come close to the Light, it can be confusing to see such strong negative emotions rising up. It’s natural I have found. These emotions, as temperamental children, demand our attention at uncomfortable times. I have been seeking an answer to how to deal with these emotions.

Love is always there, but we are filled with many other things as well. We gain our knowledge from the world. We must live in and experience the world. We need insight and compassion to change ourselves and indeed the world. We ourselves are not the standard, nor is any other person. We can trust our daily experience guided by insight and mindfulness. We need to learn to be mindful enough to let impulses pass.

The Sufi’s have taught me about loving myself. Jesus taught me to love my brother. From The Four Quartets:

Desire itself is movement
Not in itself desirable;
Love is itself unmoving,
Only the cause and end of movement,
Timeless, and undesiring
Except in the aspect of time
Caught in the form of limitation
Between un-being and being.

The Buddhists have been helping me learn compassion as well. I have to be mindful of these difficult feelings. I am challenged to not respond to them, if I do, I quickly stand up and brush myself off.

Mindfulness helps you to become aware of these feelings. We can bear these difficult emotions. To stay present in our anger and difficult emotions is difficult, but awareness of these emotions brings change. If I can see this anger and feelings in myself and let them flow away, I can see it in others and learn to not respond to them as well. I can have compassion. Anger hurts you and your target. I am practicing not reacting to these emotions. It goes slowly.

Love for the Beloved

love

overflowing

from heart to mind

mind to fingers

fingers swirling

in space and time

kindling the fire of love

for the Beloved

in the hearts of the

Lovers

the water of compassion

holding back

the consuming

flames

Know Thy Self

“Know thyself”
Socrates echoes
What stuff are you
Dirt and spittle
With eternal
Breath filled
From dirt
You came
And to dirt
Part of you
You will go
No escape
For you
Or me
Well

That sucks

But always
I see
Silver linings
I heard
A song
And felt
A pull
No, implosion
That sucked
Me inside
With the power
Of a billion
Suns

Into a Light

It takes all
I AM
To take my
Next step now
My feet feel like
The heaviest stuff in
The Universe
To even
Raise a toe now
It needs
A reason
I’m sleepy now
So tired
Of walking
I’m just going
To take a nap
Why move
I’m just
Watching
You all
Float by

We are dirt
We are stardust
Yes
But we are
Not burned out
Cinders
Or empty
Shells
No
We have the Light
Of a billion suns
Inside
Know thy Self

Little Buddhas

little-buddha

“If you spend a long period of time in study & self-cultivation, you will enter the Tao. By doing so, you also enter a world of extraordinary perceptions. You experience unimaginable things, receive thoughts & learning as if from nowhere, perceive things that could be classified as prescient, yet if you try to communicate what you experience, there is no one to understand you. The more you walk this road, the farther you are from the ordinary ways of society. You may see the truth, but you will find that people would rather listen to politicians, performers, & charlatans.” – Deng ming-Dao

Shhhhhhhhh, be so quiet now…