What is a taste of Chaos Soup?

There is this ‘soup’ Of Divine Chaos that is being stirred constantly. Perhaps the spoon An energy called Choice The main condiment called Destiny. In this moment as I dip my spoon to take a taste I don’t know ‘exactly’ Where I’m dipping, But there is this certainty That this broth was prepared lovingly, and unerringly I am grateful, excited for the...

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Walking About…

Forever Oneness, Who sings to us in silence, Who teaches us through each other, Guide my steps with strength and wisdom. May I see the lessons as I walk, Honor the purpose of all things. Help me touch with respect, Always speak from behind my eyes. Let me observe, not judge. May I cause no harm, and leave Music and beauty after my visit. When I return to Forever, May the circle be closed and The...

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Listen Close

Listen to the mustn’ts, child. Listen to the don’ts. Listen to the shouldn’ts, the impossibles, the won’ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me… Anything can happen, child. Anything can be ~Shel...

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All Paths, No paths

Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu, Buddhist, Sufi, or Zen. Not any religion or cultural system. I am not from the east or the west, not out of the ocean or up from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not composed of elements at all. I do not exist, am not an entity in this world or the next, did not descend from Adam and Eve or any origin story. My place is the placeless, a trace of the...

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Not Meditating

All attempts to meditate are the abject denial of it… J. Krisnamurti Sometimes when I sit on the ground for no reason, bills paid deadlines met, stomach neither full nor empty my quiet spreads and fills me with sky from brain to big bang I am the blueprint a marriage of flesh and sapphire discovering the open eye Sometimes, I become the laughter of sunflowers or tickling bees I grow louder...

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True Feminisim

True feminism doesn’t hold that the world would be better off if women ran things; shifting control from one gender to the other would change very little as long as the current valuing system remains in place.True feminism holds that all of humanity needs to change its valuing system to one which rewards feminine work as much as masculine, instead of only rewarding women when...

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Come as You Are

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My Work

My work is loving the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird — equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums. Here the clam deep in the speckled sand. Are my boots old? Is my coat torn? Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect? Let me keep my mind on what matters, which is my work, which is mostly standing still and learning to be astonished. The...

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Loesch mir die Augen aus

Extinguish both my eyes: I see you still; Slam shut my ears: I can still hear you talking; Without my mouth I can implore your will And without my feet: towards you I keep on walking. Break off my arms: I shall hold you tight; My heart will yet embrace you all the same. Suppress my heart: my brain knows no deterrent; And if at last you set my brain aflame I carry you still on my...

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Body as Sensor

Body as Sensor

“In the instinctive psyche, the body is considered a sensor, an informational network, a messenger with myriad communication systems–cardiovascular, respiratory, skeletal, autonomic, as well as emotive and intuitive. In the imaginal world, the body is a powerful vehicle, a spirit who lives within us, a prayer of life in its own right. In fairy tales, as personified by magical objects...

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