Points of view..

 

(Photo by Jane Parry!)

Points of view

There seems always

To be a better one..

Separation argues 

That way..

Urgings arise

To improve one's 

Point of view..

Finding that view

May provide an

Apparent high

In a story with no

Points and no one

To view...

Clarity and non-clarity..

 

This

Is and is not

About inclusivity

Or exclusivity..

Yet these words

Seem to pop up 

To attempt to

Bring clarity to

This..alas there

Is no clarity 

Or non-clarity of

This...

Saturday..

 

All appearances

Are nothing appearing..

Appearances are not

Definable because they

Are nothing...

Words

Cannot be understood 

Because

Nothing cannot be

Understood...

Naming

And not naming

Result from

Attempting to 

Make sense of

Everything...

Home..

 

(Photo by Solveig Larsen)

Already home

Including the path

Lighting a way

To reach

Home..

Such-ness appears as such...

 

Beliefs 

Doubts 

Resonances 

Cautions 

Arguments 

Maps 

And such..

And these:

Immediacy

Emptiness

Nothing

Everything

Appearances

And such..

Such-ness appears

As such...

Sailor Bob..

 

Right "now"

Is what is happening

Reading these words

As teapot whistles

Prompts and disturbances

Arisings pleasant and not..

What is right or wrong?

Nothing

And everything...

(Condolences and Joy for Sailor Bob

and his family...)

Worry as darkling..

 

Worry

That worry

And this

Arise as darkling

Vaguely menacing..

Not dark

Not light

Voiding the choice

Unsettling..

Life as it seems

And whole...

Appearing as dance..

 

There

Seems to be two

Two everywhere

Twos dancing as

Not two...

There

Is only the dance

Which is home

Already home

For those distant

And homesick...

Weary

Are the seekers

Peering over there 

And

Sit out the dance...

No matter

What seems

Clutter and all

Even these

Dance like fools...

We are alone..

 

We are alone

As we must be

Without separation..

Frightening in stories

With obvious others..

Yet this story of

Wholeness

Finds home for

Each of us...

Simultaneity..

 

Ideas

Arise and depart

Simultaneously but

Seemingly in sequence..

We might say

That what is named God

Or other such names

Point to that 

Simultaneity posing

As sequence...

Dependence..

 

Dependence

Is a story of connection

Connections of separate

Things..which appear but

Are not...

The Owl Who Comes. (Mary Oliver)

 

The Owl Who Comes

by Mary Oliver

The owl who comes through the dark to sit in the black boughs of the apple tree

and stare down the hook of his beak, dead silent, and his eyes,

like two moons in the distance, soft and shining under their heavy lashes --

like the most beautiful life -- is thinking of nothing as he watches

and waits to see what might appear, briskly, out of the seamless,

deep winter -- out of the teeming world below -- and if I wish the owl luck,

and I do, what am I wishing for that other soft life, climbing through the snow?

What we must do, I suppose is to hope the world keeps its balance:

what we are to do, however, with our hearts waiting and watching -- truly I do not know.

February winter..

 

Lenten dust

A reminder  that

The dream vanishes

With the dreamer..

Ground to dust

Is the illusionary

Story concluding

Nothing at all 

Appeared as the 

Dream...

Lenten dust

Words which

Point to nothing

In a nonsensical

Story of the home

For all travelers

In life's dream who

Never left home...

Shifts 

In perspective:

Experiences of 

A retelling

A story of an

Awakening with

A lingering attachment

To time...

Shifts

Are stories

Of perspective

A throwback to time

And journeys seeming

To end in the discovery

Of nothing...

Scolding the choice..

 

A choice

Without choice

No question arose

For this birthing

In blackness and

Sharp voices 

Scolding the choice..

Regrets

For the choice arose

Imagined alternatives

Without sharpness

Without edges of an

Imagined identity..

Masks worn with

Pride and misgiving

Pain and elation

Comfort and shame

Colored to perfection

The separation game..

Yet in winding down

Appearances of memories

Flash and fade

No answers are found

To questions in time

Only these words

And not only these

Burning this page...

February placements..

 

Energy

A favored term

For a closer approach

To that which cannot

Be approached..

A story which

May illustrate that

All words are 

Dressed to disguise...

Do

What you must

As long as

You know what

You are doing..

Which can and

Cannot be known..

A Cautionary tale...

Beliefs...

Beliefs

Are said to be

Synonymous with 

Dissatisfaction

With suffering..and

The knife edge

Of belief defends

Against words arising

Expressing opposition

And freedom.. 

In the end it seems

The story of belief

Orates like all stories

Freedom unknowing...

Watching..

 

Watching

Without the

Assumptions of 

Distance and time

May appear to be

Miraculous:

A watcher

Watching something

Being watched...

Freedom cannot be qualified...

 

(Photo by Jane Parry)

Freedom

The word

Appears to

Qualify the

Freedom which

Cannot be

Qualified...

Telling what cannot be told..

 

The appearance

Of the character

Seems the jewel 

Of the story of

No-separation..

But even this story

Is another attempt

To tell what cannot

Be told..

Mountaintop...

 

Interconnected..

A concept

Connecting what

Seems as separate

Fragments..

A story which

May seem as a

Mountaintop for

The seeker...

Uncertainty..

 

Uncertainty

A seeker's prompt

To locate that which

Is certain in story

After story.. all 

With an epilogue:

Uncertainty..

Alone..

 

Alone

An experience of

Distance..of separate

Paths..journeys..

Or..of no distance

No paths or journeys

And no separation..

Stories of loneliness

Or  terror or

Free falling freedom..

Appearances of

What is named

Alone...