We decide in moments that we make decisions. The way is created from the opening of our stepping. We step through after the mind creates the way. Contradiction. Life moves at the speed of a beat that belongs to no one. Watch. That is the only requirement inside of life: to watch. We bear witness to ourselves with wisdom and the experience that wells up … Continue reading All things are within: The dark and the light
In each moment do I come to know more fully what this is about, why I am here: To look and to see. To listen and to hear. It has been me all along. It is true. It has, and no one can show you the way of that. Some things we must come to know in that one moment when all aligns and receptivity … Continue reading I am listening
They come and go like the rain of San Miguel. Thoughts. At times I follow them. Other times I notice them and inquire from where they have traveled, and to where they desire to go. There are times when I stop them. To redirect them. Lead them in the direction of truth. This is the practice of life: We bring ourselves back. It happens only … Continue reading Some call it meditation. I call it sitting to know.
It can be heard dripping down to puddles. It calms-to-end just as quickly as it came without warning, leaves a trail of itself behind so that the remembering stays. The swimmers are many. They tire. Those who ride the current are few. They arrive. It is when we allow, when we open ourselves to the widening of Life that we get there to the place … Continue reading The storm
I can only be open. This is the way of my movement through life. Rivers runs deep crossing bridges invisible to the eye opened. Some things can only be seen in the dark solitude of one’s soul. I go there, wherever there is of my going. Air. Nothing exists outside the breath of the All, and all is what I know when I turn there … Continue reading When Epiphany shows up dressed fully in the intention of Its name