Not mystical, Finding the true self Is as common as breathing Not spiritual, Seeing the ultimate Is as normal as walking Not enlightening, Being instead of doing Is as ordinary as bathing In the commonplace There is serenity The everyday even mind
Category: Mood
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true zen
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24 hours of meditation
Under the Ombré Sky The first light Like the power of love Awakens the world The sunrise Like the power of understanding Defeats the darkness The noonday sun Like the power of peacefulness Warms the earth The sunset Like the power of letting go Closes a chapter The last light Like the power of mindfulness Clears the way The midnight moon Like the power of compassion Embraces the darkness
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isolate
be Inventive do Something embrace Originality try Laughing resist Anger forget Time love Excessively
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solace of home
There are a lot of words Written today, lived out In the confines en suite, Where it seems we all Are tired of isolating. As a true introvert, I write in wanton defense Of the solace of home. Why would any desire Be outside of here? And by here I mean The center of everything Most important to me. The place the pebble drops, Creating concentric rings. I’ve stayed in the center For quite a time now. I haven’t wandered far, But I have wondered widely. What now finally awaits? So through the front door, Out to question the world, I pass into each and every ring. All who wonder are not lost To the solace of home.
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planting the three sisters
In my barren garden Hands in the dirt I plant the Three Sisters With hope as a gentle guide The corn sister stands tall Reaching the sky Ready to be a support She is a beacon of peace The bean sister comes next Climbing the stalks Giving back to the soil Living out her compassion The squash sister is last Covering the ground Relieving summer heat With her broad leaves of love The three sisters grow Rising in peace Giving through compassion Covering everything with love A bounty in my garden Three Sisters bring Peace, Compassion, Love May it be so in my life
