Bernadette..

 

Enough

is a story

which may  

seem as

seekers

passing over

what's eternally

Enough~~

Discovery~

 

Discovery

an event

with implications

for the future and

perhaps a new look

at the past~

although there

are no such strings 

attached to

Discovery~

A story unmasked~

 

Do more

or do less~

advice which

may be suggested

as self-help for

fulfillment~

a story of doing

and seemingly

unfulfilling until

unmasked~~

What remains?

 

What remains?

a story of love

an appearance of

skeletal remains

of a structure which

appeared as love

and still does~~

"This" 

is a story

of the inexplicable

appearance of nothing~~

A story

of life implies death

and the paradox

suggests the whole 

as it is~~

Animas~~

 

The

river flows 

as peace and

chaos dancing

as never

before 

or after~~ 

Old days~

 

Old days

not old not new

images of a storied

by-gone~

death announced

for appearances  

of life and movement

and permanence

backdropped as

a reminder that

all is whole~~

I need a map~

 

I need a map!

"I" always needs a map

to navigate what

is unnavigable~

thus the frustration

of searching and

not yet finding the

map~seems as the

seeker's lament~~

Book burning~~

 

Books

are stories

with nuggets which

may resonate

as the book burns~~

“I seemed to see that this life that we live in half-darkness can be illumined, this life that at every moment we distort can be restored to its true pristine shape, that a life, in short, can be realised within the confines of a book!”

— Marcel Proust

Charley's Food Store~~

 

Memories~

arise on the canvas

not then not now~

inexplicable images

with emotional paint

and empty detail~

Speaking of Stories~~

 

Stories

seem as seeking

a new story 

which says

this story is

sufficient~~

Stories

are portrayals 

of what is known

nothing more or less~

the employment 

of words to extract

knowing from the 

unknowable~~

Stories

arrive early

and stay late~

mysterious and

strange and

begging questions~~

Wood and Trees~~

Wood and trees

ocean and waves

nothing and everything~

these are stories

which when 

nothing whispers

seem to cross 

without crossing

a divide~~

Non-dual Stories~

 

Non-dual Stories~

how to distinguish

we might ask~

stories are not stories

without breakage~

that's how it seems

only how it seems~~

Nothing is happening~~

 

Nothing

is happening

as everything

happens~~

Words

arise paradoxically~

and so

not-this-word

accompanies each

word~~

Words

are futile and

fleeting and

precious~~

Words

are temporary

names for what

is permanent~~

Words

are always fresh

as they arise

with the smoke

from their burning

already in

the air~~

Starkness, for example~

 

Starkness

for example may

be imagined as

a sharp emptiness

fearfulness perhaps

suggested~

paradoxically the word

also suggests warmth

and fullness and

peace~

words seem to do this

and to suggest 

utter limitation in

their arising

but indispensable

somehow~~

Nothing comes to mind~

 

Nothing

comes to mind

they say

but then

nothing may appear

as mind~~

A flame~~

 

A flame

burns peacefully in

hearth and home~

also an inferno

a destroyer of

life and home~

a spectrum of

faces without 

description

always new stories

as flames appear~~

AI and the vastness of thought..

 

AI

with seeming

vastness of thought~

instantaneous 

conceptional analysis

or a new song of morning~

perhaps a "realization" of

the immediacy of everything~~

AI

more powerful

storytelling with access

to endless combinations

of words which arise

as they always have

arisen~~

AI

is new and 

not new

as appearances

arise without

knowing from

whence or where~~

AI

may seem to

reinforce an

already evident truth 

of not knowing~~

AI

stories

may arise~

all are empty

already as were

stories without

AI~~

Skeletons~

 

Skeletons

lines for understanding

grasping for what's there

a narrowing bridge

for a waiting mind~

joy and frustration in

unending appearances

of beauty~~  

 

Islands in oceanic white~~

 

A

word is

the whiteness of

the page~

whiteness appears

as every letter

seeming as an island

in oceanic white~and

the ships sailed

and the oaks seasoned

the explorer journeyed

and the dreamer dreamed~

genesis~~

Who am I?

 

Who am I?

the perennial question

can ignite a newness

when it appears

as the answer~~

Repentance~~nondual rendering~~

 

Repentance~

a religion word is

the seeming suffering

to return to one's

better state~

without separation: 

repentance  

suffering

acceptance

not acceptance

are expressions

of what cannot be 

expressed but are

often labeled as grace or

unconditional love~~

Empty words~~

 

It's

all appearance~

these words

are empty as

all words are 

empty~

Empty words

appear to

shout out~~

Polarity in play~~

 

Polarity

in play

(see the blog~)

seeming

opposites playing

as not two~

not knowing

how or why~~

Turning on a dime~~

 

Turning

on a dime~

may be a glimpse

of what seems

happening~

immediacy

always new

even seeming

old seems new~~

Labels and labeling and Moonlight~~

 

A

stranger is strange

as an appearance~

always strange

never appearing 

before or again~~

Words

appear and

whether liked

or not 

their appearance

disregards~

There 

may seem to be

a strengthening

a solidifying

of nothing~~

Nothing's

appearing and

that's all folks~~

Appearance

is a label~

nothing is a label

appearing

as a label and

what is labeled~

liquid moonlight~

and as this story

hung up on

labeling~~

No repetition~~

 

There

is no repetition

repetition names

separation~

appearances 

accomodate repetition

which is what 

makes the world

go around~~😁

Self occupation~

 

Self occupation 

is synonymous 

with searching for

what seems missing~

stories may or may not

arise which show 

the futility of

paths leading to

another version of

self occupation~~

Friends..(prompted by Thoreau quote)

Friends~

unconditional

love appears 

as friends~

the assumption of

separation 

may seem as 

clouds

in the midst of

sunny talk~

unconditional love

appearing as

Friends~~ 

The Thoreau Society

Richard Smith

"I love my friends very much, but I find that it is of no use to go to see them. I hate them commonly when I am near them. They belie themselves and deny me continually."

-From Thoreau's Journal; November 16, 1850

IMAGES: Three of Thoreau's closest friends, Bronson Alcott, Ralph Waldo Emerson, and Ellery Channing.

Arisings~~

 

Arisings

appearances 

surfacing without

anyone perceiving

magically maybe~

difficult it seems

when nothing 

and not nothing 

do not 

resonate~~

Gone without going~

Gone

without going

and never 

having been~

enlightening

no one as

nothing and

not nothing

appear as

this story of

Gone~~

Whiteness, a name for the unnameable~~

The 

white whale~

Whiteness appearing

in this story

as a whale~and as

other appearances

in stories including

yours and mine~

Whiteness

a name for the

unnameable~~ 

Clarity~

 

Clarity

seems to point

to refinement in

words which make

a concept 

crystal clear~

thought to end

a search for 

what had been

missing~yet

clarity can never 

find there is

nothing missing~~

Recognizing everything~~

 

It's

all about

"recognizing"

everything~

the inexplicable

appearances of

difficulty and joy~

everything may be

veiling or revealing

nothing

per this story~~

Hereafter~~

A 

glimpse of the

future when love

may appear as 

you..yet not yet~

an intention stated

to continue the

search despite a

glimpse~

a love story

unrolling~~

"Hereafter, in a better world than this,

I shall desire more love and knowledge of you."

~~William Shakespeare, As You Like It.

Wilderness~

 

Wilderness

seems freeing

and frightening~

darkness and light

paths and no path

and all of these

arising without

warning~ the

immediacy of

Wilderness~~

Between~~

 

Between

may seem as nothing

but the belief in

somethings to make

a between seems to

remain a story of

separation~so perhaps

Not-between appearing

as between tells the

full story~~

Without peers~

 

Standing out

seemingly without

peers~this is the

subterfuge of 

believed separation~

yet an equalling seems

to arise as it appears

that all is Appearance~

Reflections~~

 

Reflections

seem to be

new images

of an assumed

original~

without a separate

original

no-reflections are

inexplicably

everywhere~~

The indescribable~

 

The

indescribable

might be described

innumerable ways~

filled with beauty

precision or drama 

or without~

resulting in temporary

satisfaction and

resonance~perhaps

resonating words of

deception~~

Word endings~~

 

There is

remembrance

of endings in many

stories~yet

destruction happens

as these words

are written~~

Nothing doing~~

 

Doing

seems as moving

but nothing is

moving~

nothing doing~~

If

separation seems

and most would 

say it does~but

the word "seems"

is nothing seeming

as separation~ a

wake-up call for

no one~~

Not

knowing~ 

often found as a

desperate need

for a fix~

which seems to

veil a suggested

freedom to know

or not know~~

Inexplicable~~

 

It

may all seem

strange~

it is new

never before

never again

inexplicable~~

You

have always been

a character

an appearance

reflecting

an inexplicable

You~~

Interpretations

are new stories

with seeming

connections to

old stories~

stories and 

connections

arising

inexplicably~~

The new You~~

 

You

are not separate

but an appearance

of separation

which is a "recognition"

that nothing can

appear separated~

such is the new and 

not new 

You~~

Unconditional Love and equality~~

 

Unconditional 

love

seems just that

unconditional

no stories

no qualifications~

but may appear as

equality with a

rising sense of 

freedom~~

Travel lightly~

 

Travel

lightly~

advised when

burdens are found as

heavy and masking

what is already

nothing at all~~

lone figure~

 

A

lone figure

in an old photo

an apparent life

now gone~

not knowing 

arises as this

lone figure 

which invites

imagination to

write a life

never lived~~

A call~

 

A call

scriptures mention

as from a Source

to proceed with

courage and 

promised strength~

and these stories

may prompt action

in new stories~

but is not a call

not to go forth

but to find that

this is already home~~

October's message~~

 

October's message~

a seeming end

of a story of green

summer ending in 

glamorous explosion~

green and fresh

busyness ending in a

celebration of  the

appearance of death~

that's the story 

a perennial story~

a story composed

as not knowing~~