Exploring the Real Reason for the Season and Giving Presence (even when Resources Feel Low)

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any day is a good day for gratitude. setting intentions for today and everyday.

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Spock Alien Cat Space Love

a poem in honor of time travel and alien love.

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bee being

lettuce dances.
did you know that?
i saw it today
perform Swan Lake,
its last song sung
before it was flung into my burrito,
a picnic in the wind.

chairs also sing,
performing improvisations
as we sit static
unsuspecting of anything more
than a chance to rest. (our laurels)
on this note
i’ve witnessed symphonies
in dining halls and chapels.

that bee?
he doesn’t want to sting,
only to find out what kind of rare flower
he encounters when witnessing my presence.
he suspects the same of you—
don’t move—
he’ll figure it out and buzz along
his merry little way.
(he apologized for the confusion.)

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Always in motion is the future.

~ Yoda, Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back ~

NYC subway sunset

three days ago would have signaled my 12th anniversary of moving to NYC. today i found this draft from September 16th, 2012 (written just a month shy of my 9th anniversary of moving to NYC). in a month, i will be back in NYC, briefly, after having expanded out into the world and living in all kinds of places and spaces.

in celebration of all these anniversaries, of a great love and struggle with numbers and time, and of breaking down the very notion of time itself, herein contains the post. it comes from the future, about the past, and, i don’t know about you, but somehow all this time travel puts me right here in the present.

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The most important thing is remembering the most important thing. ~ Zen master Suzuki Roshi ~

a reflection on Travel, Memory, Elephants, and Enjoying the Moment: how relationships bring us down to Earth.

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i may not have a lot of worldly possessions or the richness of treasures and fame but i am fortunate for i understand my interconnectedness with the universe and the wealth that we share is the same

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on Building a Home in the Sky: Converting Groundlessness to Spaciousness.

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love cats

today i realized all my poetry is about love.
and cats.
but even those cat poems are really about love.
because what else is there?
when you look at the world
and all you can see
is destruction and devastation
due to the fact that all we need is love
and don’t have it,
what does that make you want to do?

do you cry?
love.
do you go hug an animal?
love.
do you go out and buy something to make yourself
feel better?
self-love.
misguided,
but love nonetheless.

because when it really comes down to it,
we should all be
able to do whatever it is that we love.
if you want to raise bees on your roof
or
howl at the moon in the desert
or make up stories about things that don’t seem to exist,
that’s because they do.
in your heart,
exist.
we live in a world where people will try to tell you
“that’s not okay”
but all they can do is try
and only you can love whatever and whoever
you please.
love whatever and whoever you please
please
i ask you one more time,
please.
because without love,
we have no poetry,
we have no cats,
we have no
other way to save ourselves,
without love.

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Every life and every death begins the same way, with an exhale. We come into the world with a cry and go out with a sigh, each of these expressions floating on the out-breath.

Buddha’s disciple, Maudgalyayana, taught his own student an important lesson by showing him a huge pile of bones. When the student asked, “What is that?” Maudgalyayana replied, “These are all the bones from the bodies you had in previous lives.” 

The bones are always the first to go; it is how the earth element in our body dissolves. Water goes next, followed by the element of fire. Then our wind blows out. After the air element leaves us, the only thing that is left is our consciousness and finally that exits the body, too.

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