Standing on the edge of mystery
I dive into the waves and find myself
Bobbing, wandering in the shallows
Until I am deposited on the shore
Wet and covered with sand.
The universe is deeper
My imagination is in those shallows
Churning with the tide as it crashes
Neither up nor down
Makes any sense
Each wave is an echo
Indifferent to the subtle differences
Of the churn that makes this moment
Unique, separate, dimensional
Its own second among countless
Whether the ocean or the universe
The waves are indifferent
To the consciousness that observes
And is deposited in the void
Wet and covered in stars
Category: philosophy
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on the edge of mystery
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A New Mantra
They all lie
Right
Left
They all lie
Even when the truth sounds better
Even when there’s no reason
They all lieWhen I was a kid
The one thing that started a fistfight
Was calling someone a liar
Now it’s hyperbole
Now it’s normal
Now it’s spin
Even when the truth sounds better
Our country is drowning in lies
Flooding the world
Watching how quickly
Our democracy has degradedThey all lie
Them
Us
They all lie
Even when the truth sounds better
Even when no one is watching
They all lieNow that I’m old
The one thing I value most is truth
Which is a rare commodity
To be treasured
To be protected
To be loved
Especially when the truth makes us better
In a country full of despair
Don’t listen to the lies
Turn up, tune out, drop in
On someone you loveBe Present, Be Kind, Be Truth, Be Peace
Be Present, Be Kind, Be Truth, Be Peace
Be Present, Be Kind, Be Truth, Be Peace
Say it with me -
recognition
Waking to a new year
I recognize my breath
And feel gratitude
To liveWaking to a new year
I recognize my family
And feel loved
By each oneWaking to a new year
I recognize my friends
And feel peace
In the fellowshipWaking to a new year
I recognize my work
And feel engaged
To spread goodnessWaking to a new year
I recognize my world
And feel responsible
To give backWaking to a new year
I recognize my path
And feel alive
To walk it -
new year sheets
nothing can erase
what’s been written
there’s no do-over
for a chaotic year
turning off the lights and
turning down the covers
diving into the crisp, cool sheets
of the new year
looking for a respite
to wake up to
better
different
something
hope
tonight, saying goodbye
to the beautiful and the ugly
a farewell kiss blown
a middle finger
pull up the covers
fluff up the pillows
drift off
dream of a
happier
new
year -
holidays
The most holy days
Are those spent
Being grateful for
Deep love
True friends
Long walks
Favorite memories
Raucous fun
The most holy days
Are those spent
Being present in
Every breath
Quiet moments
Meaningful work
Family traditions
Joyful celebration
The most holy days
Are those spent
Being open to
New ways
Old paths
Being loved
Giving grace
Living peacefully
The most holy day
Is the one you have
Today
