Tuesday, March 31, 2020

at the still point


At the still point of the turning world.

Neither flesh nor fleshless;

Neither from nor towards;

At the still point, there the dance is,

But neither arrest nor movement.

And do not call it fixity.

Where past and future are gathered.

Neither movement from nor towards,

Neither ascent nor decline.

Except for the point, the still point,

There would be no dance,

And there is only the dance.

—T. S. Eliot
from Burnt Norton
in The Four Quartets



Saturday, March 28, 2020

aloneness is not separative


... loneliness is entirely different from aloneness. That loneliness must be passed to be alone. Loneliness is not comparable with aloneness. The man who knows loneliness can never know that which is alone. Are you in that state of aloneness? Our minds are not integrated to be alone. The very process of the mind is separative. And that which separates knows loneliness.

But aloneness is not separative. It is something which is not the many, which is not influenced by the many, which is not the result of the many, which is not put together as the mind is; the mind is of the many. Mind is not an entity that is alone, being put together, brought together, manufactured through centuries. Mind can never be alone. Mind can never know aloneness. But being aware of the loneliness when going through it, there comes into being that aloneness. Then only can there be that which is immeasurable. Unfortunately most of us seek dependence. We want companions; we want friends; we want to live in a state of separation, in a state which brings about conflict. That which is alone can never be in a state of conflict. But mind can never perceive that, can never understand that; it can only know loneliness.

—J. Krishnamurti
from the talk On Love and Loneliness (1952)

Wednesday, March 25, 2020

sitting together


We sit in this courtyard,
two forms, shadow outlines with one soul.

Birdsound, leaf moving, early evening star,
fragrant damp, and a sweet sickle curve of moon.

You and I in a round, unselved idling
in the garden-beauty detail.

The raucous parrots laugh,
and we laugh inside their laughter, 
the two of us on a bench in Konya, 
yet amazingly in Khorasan and Iraq as well.

Friends abiding this form,
yet also in another, outside of time, you and I.



Saturday, March 21, 2020

on compassion


compassion is the ability to see into the nature of suffering.

compassion has enemies, among which are:
- pity
- moral outrage
- fear

—Joan Halifax

thank you

Wednesday, March 18, 2020

A purpose of human life ... is to love whoever is around to be loved. —Kurt Vonnegut


Take me to the other side of this night,

where I am you, we are us,

the kingdom where pronouns are intertwined

… and the sea sang with the murmur of light.


—Octavio Paz 

Tuesday, March 10, 2020



See the dream as dream.

There is no need of a way out of the dream!
Can you see that a way out is also a part of the dream?

All you have to do is see the dream as dream.
The very idea of going beyond the dream is illusory.

Why go anywhere? Just realize that you are dreaming a dream you call the world, and stop looking for ways out.

The problem is not the dream.
Your problem is that you like one part of your dream and not another.

Love all, or none of it, without complaint.

When you have seen the dream as a dream,
you have done all that needs be done.

—Nisargadatta Maharaj


Monday, March 9, 2020



Come, live in my heart, and pay no rent.

—Samuel Lover


Friday, March 6, 2020

There is another world, but it is inside this one —Paul Éluard


There is an endless net of threads throughout the universe.
The horizontal threads are in space.
The vertical threads are in time.

At every crossing of the threads, there is an individual, and every individual is a crystal bead.

And every crystal bead reflects not only the light from every other crystal in the net, but also every other reflection throughout the entire universe.

—The Rig Ved


Om Tryambakam Yajamahe
Sugandhim Pushtivardhanam 
Urvarukamiva Bandhanan 
Mrityor Mukshiya Maamritat 

We Meditate on the Three-eyed reality 
Which permeates and nourishes all like a fragrance. 
May we be liberated from death for the sake of immortality, 
Even as the cucumber is severed from bondage to the creeper.

—Maha Mrityunjaya Mantra
from the Rig Veda


Sunday, March 1, 2020



What is the key
To untie the knot of your mind’s suffering?
Is the esoteric secret
To slay the crazed one whom each of us
Did wed

And who can ruin
Our heart’s and eye’s exquisite tender

Hafiz has found
Two emerald words that

That I now cling to as I would sacred
Tresses of my Beloved’s 

Act great.
My dear, always act great.

What is the key
To untie the knot of the mind’s suffering?

Benevolent thought, sound
And movement.