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On the Trail

Posted on Nov 29th, 2009 by OK : Ready OK

So,

After the end

This

And before the beginning

 

I lived to see a world without me in it. Life goes on... 

So, what should we talk about? I come here occasionally to write something but end up deleting posts instead. It's funny. Even without any apparent motivation things happen. I don't have the motivation to lift a finger but fingers get lifted all the same. Maybe not as often. 

 

Conversations overheard on the trail:

"Do you think he'll ever like grow out of being himself"?

I love it! It would be fun to have something to write down these little snips that I hear in passing going the other way.

"So and so' is not a great spiritual thinker in my opinion. You should really check out 'Such and such' instead".

Great spiritual thinker? How monstrous! :)

 

Twilight is long in the northern woods. My favorite time, I am drawn back often. But really in this region and in this season it can seem like twilight all day long. The sun does not come out for days, weeks... The woods are dark, mossy, damp, cold. It is easy to walk in complete silence here. 

 

Two squirrels chased each other around a couple of trees. I took a video with my cell phone.

Squirrel Chase


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Unprecedented

Posted on Jul 5th, 2009 by OK : Ready OK
Nothing came before this
Nothing lead up to this
There is nothing that caused this

There is nothing that comes after this
This isn't leading anywhere
Nothing results from this

This is all there is


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Estrada do Sol (Road of the Sun) - Tom Jobim and Dolores Duran

Posted on Jun 22nd, 2009 by OK : Ready OK
Estrada do Sol

 

É de manhã 

It’s morning

Vem o sol mas os pingos da chuva

The sun comes but the raindrops

Que ontem caiu 

That fell yesterday

Ainda estão a brilhar

Are still shining

Ainda estão a dançar

Are still dancing

Ao vento alegre

To the the happy wind

Que me traz esta canção 

That brings me this song

Quero que você me dê a mão 

I want you to give me your hand

Vamos sair por aí

Let’s go out and about

Sem pensar no que foi 

Without thinking of what it was

Que sonhei, que chorei, que sofri 

That I dreamed, that I cried, that I suffered

Pois a nossa manhã 

Because our morning

Já me fez esquecer

Has already made me forget 

Me dê a mão, vamos sair pra ver o sol, o sol...

Give me your hand, let’s go out to see the sun, the sun...
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Write a thank you letter to something you take for granted.

Posted on Mar 12th, 2009 by OK : Ready OK
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for March 09, 2009:

Thank you with all my heart
for this one breath
this great peace
for the smile of the Cheshire Cat that fills the sky
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Eye of the Storm

Posted on Jan 4th, 2009 by OK : Ready OK

I am sitting in a quiet clearing on some high ground amongst the pine trees and manzanita. I don't really know how I came to be here. Only by becoming good and lost it seems as there were no trails until very near the end. When I found myself here it was so quiet and peaceful that I stayed.

 

It's been some time now (months, years?) Apparently outside of this circle in the trees the wars still rage and bombs are still falling all around. So many urgent things remain to be done, issues to be resolved, points to be made, healing to take place, development and learning to occur. I make a movement to leave but then...  don't. 

 

When lying on my back many dreams can still be seen floating by overhead, some beautiful, some not so much. But here, in this clearing, there is only complete peace and utter stillness that nothing can disturb. Just a dazzling clearness in front of the eyes, behind the eyes and all around. A feeling of clearness fills what used to be my body and what used to be my mind. 

 

Now there is dirt, pine needles and a scented wind that moves through the clearing and through this body completely unimpeded. 

 

Clearing


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Another Glitch in the Matrix

Posted on Dec 10th, 2008 by OK : Ready OK

A gathering at a friend's house of many people hanging out talking and eating. I was talking to a guy I know who had a number written on a piece of paper, a number that I was very interested in and needed to remember but it became apparent that I would have to copy it down so I went searching for a pen and paper. The paper I found was waxy and the pen not working so hot but I eventually got it all operating well enough to serve. 2311 - 2073 - 31... hmmm, there now appeared to be another problem, that is I coudn't seem to faithfully copy the number. I kept making mistakes. I finally asked my friend to please recite it to me while I wrote but even then after a couple of digits I noticed with astonishment that I was writing a different number than the one he was dictating to me! WTF??!!  This was really puzzling to me and more than a little disconcerting until a few moments later when it became obvious what the problem was...

 

 

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New

Posted on Nov 22nd, 2008 by OK : Ready OK
I watch a baby being carried and cared for by it's mother and father. The child is completely supported in every way without having any knowledge or concern about it. It is held, fed, and kept warm and safe. In fact everything is being taken care of, everything is provided and there is absolutely nothing that this young being needs to do beyond just hanging out and being loved.

          
...and so it is with me...




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NoThing

Posted on Jul 8th, 2008 by OK : Ready OK

 

No me, no you, no who

No here, no there, no where

No now, no then, no when

Just This

 

But This!


 

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The Shy One

Posted on Jun 27th, 2008 by OK : Ready OK

What strange and wonderful animal is this that has stepped out of the twilight of the woods and is standing still and alert on the trail looking back at me. I have no name for it but I seem to have a memory of having glimpsed it before. I instinctively reach toward it and it naturally moves away. When I move to follow it returns to the darkness of the forest. I dive in behind with a determination not to let this thing escape me. It moves invisibly through the trees as I pursue blindly with increasing fervor although I can't shake the disorienting impression that I am actually the one being followed and so closely and silently that it's feet land in my own footprints as I step out of them. This creature is maddening! Lost, torn, and exhausted I finally have to give up the chase, stop where I am, and collapse in the ferns at my feet. This hunt is hopeless, I'm stopping here. But I wonder where here is. I have no idea how I came or how to get back. Too tired to care for the moment, I lean my back against a tree and close my eyes. Anyway this place is fine, in fact quite nice, and so utterly quiet now with just the sound of my own breathing slowly winding down...

 

How much time goes by before, without opening my eyes, I suddenly notice with amazement that I can feel the magical creature I've been chasing curled up in my lap?! I feel it's living heart beating under my fingers, it's soft fur quivering with aliveness, it's warm breath on my skin, and I am flooded with love!

 

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Effort

Posted on Jun 5th, 2008 by OK : Ready OK

"It's so hard to stay present. This spiritual stuff can be hard work."


What if being present (or even waking up, embodying your true nature, enlightenment, and all that other fancy stuff) was just as simple as say suddenly noticing the sensation of your tongue in your mouth, the feeling of your feet on the floor, or the sound of rain on the roof? What if it took no more time, effort, understanding, or practice than that and what if it was just that ordinary?

 

What if instead we had to use all of our will, energy, effort, determination, intellect, imagination, and time just to maintain the ego, an identity for ourselves, or the belief that "I" am the one in the story? What if we had to pour all of our thought, attention, desire and intent into this continuous effort just in order to stay 'endarkened'?

 

In other words what if waking up started looking a lot less like something one does and a lot more like just giving it a rest!?

 

Hmmm... :) 

 

 

-"Hey mister, why are you banging your head against that tree"?

-"Because it feels so good when I stop"!


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