Thursday, August 31, 2023

Characters and scenarios..


The character

In our stories

Suffers consequences

Fears death and loss

Searches for a balm

Finds temporary relief

Endures with pride

Questions a purpose..

We are characters

Scenarios as above

Empty and full..

Peace dressed as 


Tuesday, August 29, 2023

No-shift may appear as a shift..


Journeys and paths

Seem as frequent reporting..

Excursions in and out

Of shifted experience..

Exasperation may find

A story of freedom:

No-shift may appear as a shift

Or a lost shift...



Are named as 

The distortions in life..

That which keeps what

Is pure and happy

Under wraps..

"Hoe the weeds" is

Presented as fixer

Of lives entangled

With sinful weeds..

Hoe without ceasing

Die if need be

To find the lost glow..

Yet the secret all along

Has been that the 

Weeds and the hoe and

That daffodil over there

Already glow...

(Now..excuse pls

Gotta go hoe..)

Lessons I Learned in My Garden

             by      Jerome Goodley

Sins are like weeds:

·       There is never only one.

·       They grow anywhere.

·       There are more than we think once we start to look and pull them out.

·       Some need continual removal; some can be removed once and for all.

·       They are removed easiest when small and new, some have taproots that grow deeply very quickly.

·       Only with careful observation do we see how many there are.

·       Some hide under wanted plants or in what we think of as good; grow, among favorite things and entangle their roots.

·       Ignoring them allows them to flourish.

·       Some stay in one location, some spread (some slowly, other quickly).

·       Some broadcast seeds and get into everything.

·       Some have deep roots, some shallow roots, some, when a part is removed, die.  Some must be removed entirely or they will emerge again.

·       Only constant tending will keep them under control.

·       There are always the ones we overlook.

·       By diligent attention to weeding, the ones remaining become more obvious.

·       They are everywhere, even in the most carefully of tended places.

·       Looking away does not negate them.

·       Some have deep roots and little showing above; some have great show above and shallow roots.

              I wondered why I weeded my garden.  Am I accepting others aesthetics of what a garden should look like?  Does it really please me to see all the weeds gone?  Then I understood.  In my life there are people and situations that I cannot avoid or do not like and that there is little I can do about them.  However, I can pull out a weed, or many weeds, and get rid of them, which I could not do with situations, and certainly not with people. 

Each appears as Each..


Each appears as Each

Strange story perhaps..


Nothing appears as each

Nothing appears as nothing

Each appears as each...

Sunday, August 27, 2023

No separation..!!


No separation..

This fundamental 

Bears repeating..

But apparently

Not heard in 

Repeated stories..

But along may come

A story with a paradox

Nestled within..and

The buzz that arises

Shouts with glee:

No separation..

Friday, August 25, 2023

No separate brain..



There is

No separate brain

But it seems

The brain is

Engaged in

Awareness and

Uniqueness of

The appearing self..

Twists and Turns..


Twists and Turns..
The story finds
Already This
Appearing as that..
Me may re-enter
Jump on stage
Desperate to find
Unfindable This..
The saving grace:
Desperation too is
Already This...🥸

Thursday, August 24, 2023




As in

"That too is This.."

Words trying to

Make too into one...

The Shift..(..Lisa Lennon)..


~The Shift by Lisa Lennon~

*There is a seeming shift that happens when a contraction that believes itself to be a somebody, drops away. Everything that I am going to say about it is going to sound contradictory because when speaking in the story happens, the contradiction is that it never happened.*

*There appears to be a moment when the feeling of being a someone seems to drop. This is not an intellectual happening, it's like a release from the prison of going from a contracted sense of being a me to it being seen that it's always, this. There seems to be a period or process of leading up to that time that can be really, really painful for the me.*

*What happens is there can suddenly be just what is, (this vast nothing) and then the feeling of losing it and becoming contracted again seems to happen*. What seems to happen is, when the contracted sense of self comes back, there's then a looking for this again. What's seen is that sense of having to look for it again was only what was happening in this; it's just a happening.

It can be so energetically strong yet it can't be looked for because it is no thing. Nothing here knows that. *Nothing here knows that there was a me that died. It's an apparent collapse of a feeling of being somebody. It's like having a hood on, and it's taken off.* Sometimes experiences can go with that.

Here, there was a very strong experience that I didn't know if I was actually alive. I thought I was in some sort of dead limbo land. It was very strong. I'm calling it energetic because it's not like an understanding, it's not understood because there isn't anything to understand.

*There is no me that knows it's dropped. There is no me that knows it's died. There isn't anything here that can know that it's died. It's simply a shift from the feeling of being me to what is. Just this.*

It's here before there is any knowing of it. Knowing, is just a happening. The shift does not really take place, it's an appearance of it taking place because nothing knows it.

There is a seeming process of there being a me and then not a me. That to-ing and fro-ing between me and this can go on but that too can be seen that it's just a happening. Then, it apparently drops away, which can happen in many ways; it can be cool and it can also be quite dramatic. *There are no rules to this because it isn't a process. It either happens or it doesn't.*

*There's nothing that can get anyone to this because there isn't anybody.* *There isn't anyone here that can know that anyone's died. It's very clear that there wasn't anyone really there. It's just what it is. This, is all there is. That's what's left and no one knows it. There was never anyone to know it.*

Even this quote from the bible speaks of this, interesting! 🙂

Amos 8:12. And they shall wander from sea to sea, and from the north even to the east, they shall run to and fro to seek the word of the LORD, and shall not find [it].

Wednesday, August 23, 2023

An outrageous concept..



An outrageous 


No explanations

No debates..

Nothing at all..


Open the dictionary...



Is the concept

Giving permission to

Open the dictionary

And free all the words..


Tuesday, August 22, 2023

Unexplainable Permanence..


An unexplainable

Permanence seems to

Roll out..all of the

Stories of days and seasons..

Sunday, August 20, 2023

The Road Not Taken...


There is one road
And really not one..
Forks are impressions
Of what is not
Yet the story is alive
With seeming choices
Which in melancholy
And in joy seem as
Life beautifully lived...

“The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
― Robert Frost

The rider..


The rider

Riding in a

Landscape of separation

Is the story of the

Western Hero

Confronting what's bad

Upholding what's good

Questions on hold..

This already This...



No separation

No understanding

Just the unspeakable

Speaking out

Telling every story

As unspeakable


Saturday, August 19, 2023

The proverbial finger..


The proverbial finger

Pointing out the moon

Drawing attention to

What seems other with

A meaning otherwise..

A futile attempt to use

Words to find 

Unfindable wholeness...

Processing a shift..



Seeming to fade

Boundaries unclear..

An old story:

Coaxing a shift

By a snapshot of

What's between..

The story of processes

Conceding separation...




Are simultaneous


Point A is already B..

Life and death..

Time it seems

Is the arrival of

What seems...

Friday, August 18, 2023

Separation is not..



Is not..

Yet.. it seems so..

Which may feel



A nutshell story...

Separation is found as illusion or appearance..



Separation is found as

Illusion or appearance..

As is

Steadfastly believed as

What is..

As is

Steadfastly felt as

Emptiness appearing..

Both are 

Illusory appearances 

Of No-separation..

Thursday, August 17, 2023

No moon at all..


Ending of parables..



Those stories many

And unending

A seeker's path

Ending  with

The end of these


Wearing the No's..


No there no here

No me no other

No cause no effect

Same with this and that..

Wearing the No's


2's are all back..

Juice of life


Being walked..


A walker

Feeling like me

Being walked..

No walker

Not me...

Tuesday, August 15, 2023

Sunday, August 13, 2023




Is told as the process
Of the mind in
Naming and describing
Whatever appears..
This whole story
Pops up in
Explanation of what
Cannot be explained..
Seeming to explain...

Saturday, August 12, 2023

As it is...


What are the

Implications of


More than  few 

Books written..

The worst seller

Likely is short:

"As it is"..(reviewed as

5-stars..!) such thing...



No such thing


The Greeks found

Two kinds:

Clock and no-clock..

As these two tangle

And point to each other

Seeming to show


No such thing


Words suggest separation..


Does separation remain

In what was just said..?

(The police are watching..)

If so..some more words

Or different words

Might fix it..

Alas..each and every

Word suggests separation..

What is one to do

Or not do..?

Friday, August 11, 2023

Impossible scenes..



From the apparent past..

With not-2 as what's what

These photos and their

Stories are amazing..

Photos of impossible scenes of

Extraordinary ordinariness...

Thursday, August 10, 2023




A standing-alone

Of whatever appears..

Speculation of what went

Before and after are new

Appearances of


A standing-alone...

Seeds of Seeking...


(Rothko painting..)



Creates stories

Over and under 

What is appearing..

These are seeds of a

Seeker's search for

Completion.. unease

Over what is

Already here

Including the seeds...




Are the stories told

Of paths and choices

Of seeking 


Of paths not taken

Regrets and doubts

Better choices ahead..

All rolled up as

Divergences of what

Does not diverge...

Tuesday, August 8, 2023

The miracle of Seeming..!!



Any two thoughts

These seeming 2

Are not 2..

This is the miracle of


Monday, August 7, 2023

Just the no-brainer..


Right brain

Says nothing

Left says

Nothing appearing..

Yet..there is no brain

Whether right or left..

Just the no-brainer:

What seems happening...

Attention is the appearance of subject and object...



Is  immediacy.. 

Appearance of

Subject and object..


Shouts out as the

Object is named

Or not named

Standing alone..

With no attention

The naming story

Is apparently 


Sunday, August 6, 2023

Nothing shifts...




The negating of



Appearance as


Some call this 

A shift story..

Yet nothing shifts...

Saturday, August 5, 2023

A troll..


A troll

A startling encounter

With one's self as a

Personage found in

A natural setting..

Merged with  

Rocks and sky

And a slight smile

A knowing smile

Of the unknowing of

What seems coming 

And going...

Nothing appears this way...



Is the seeming

Opening and narrowing

Of the viewer's

Perspective of things..

Large and small

An assumption of an

Inner and outer..and

What's amazing is

Nothing appears this way...

Tuesday, August 1, 2023

Indifference in nature..


Appears in nature..
Indifference to
Separate and different
Measures of importance..
Appears as
Perhaps an
Unsettling peace...

Red and blue..


Freedom and


Life and death 

Red and blue

Appearing to be two

Yet a sameness prevails..

This may feel as the

Storied peace..passing