Sink Sessions

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Metta

May we be peaceful.

May we be happy.

May we be safe.

May we awaken to the light of our true nature.

May we be free.

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Try Try Try For Ten Thousand Years Nonstop

Do not be daunted by the enormity of the world's grief. Do justly - now. Love mercy - now. Walk humbly - now. You are not obligated to complete the work, But neither are you free to abandon it. ~ The Talmud ~

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And the sun said..

....look what I can do... 

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Four

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So...

There is a God of solitude.

He covers me closely, like the air.

I study Him blindly, by touch.

Only His body is everywhere, elusive, impalpable.

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So a little spring prays to the ocean, 

so the beating heart prays to the heart of the universe, 

so the little word prays to the great Logos, 

so a dust speck prays to the earth, 

so the earth prays to the cosmos, 

so the one prays to the billion,

so human love prays to God’s love, 

so always prays to never, 

so the moment prays to eternity, 

so the snowflake prays to winter, 

so the frightened beast prays to the forest silence,

so uncertainty prays to beauty itself.

And all these prayers are heard.

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"In That Great River: A Notebook"

Anna Kamienska

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St John the Baptist

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Click

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Click

The rutted, suspension-killing, gravel road of a 'career' has ended. The way ahead is indeterminate. That old switch was thrown, the very same one that got thrown decades ago when I could no longer stand the arc of life. Of course it's scary, especially at this point. Scary - with a whiff of failure. Maybe not failure exactly, because I never wanted what the old road had to offer. And anyway - once the switch is thrown - past success and failure don't matter any more. That's the beauty of the switch. It's a one-way step-function. Irrevocable. It's "burn the ships when you make landfall" time. And - none of this is complaint. I know how fortunate I am to be able to even think that there might be choices. It's just what it is. Click.

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The Middle Way

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Metta

May you be peaceful.
May you be happy.
May you be safe.

May you awaken to the light of your true nature.

May you be free.


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Cruel and Unusual

This poor tree is all alone, growing out of a 

four foot square opening in the sidewalk, 

surrounded by ugly concrete buildings in Harvard Square.

He has no other trees to talk to.

He has suckers growing from his trunk, a sure sign

of a tree under stress. 

But - at least some office dwellers have foliage to look

at while he lives out the rest of his 

barren existence..

He reminds me of this guy... 

Oy.

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Sunday Morning, Comin' Down

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Dying Out Loud

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Mystery

I am the thought that lives in the light. I live in everyone, and I delve into them all... I move in every creature... I am the invisible one in all beings... I am the voice speaking softly... I am the real voice... the voice from the invisible thought... It is a mystery... I cry out in everyone... I hid myself in everyone, and revealed myself     within them, and every mind seeking me longs     for me... I am she who gradually brought forth     everything... I am the image of the invisible spirit... The mother, the light... the virgin... the     womb, and the voice... I put breath in all beings.. Author Unknown - Nag Hammadi Scrolls From "Why Religion?" by Elaine Pagels (Thanks very much J. for the tip)

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Impermanence

We were born before the waves.

Who are we to understand?

We were born before the waves.

Say goodbye.

Say hello and wave good-bye.

~ David Gray ~

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Why

"The things you do not have to say make you rich. Saying things you do not have to say weakens your talk. Hearing things you do not need to hear dulls your hearing. And things you know before you hear them - those are you, those are why you are in the world." ~ William Stafford - Crossing Unmarked Snow ~

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19 Knots - 13 Beads - 1 Medal

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Black Seed Writers at the Brookline Booksmith

More about the Black Seed Writers here.


More images from their recent reading
at the Brookline Booksmith
here.


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Everything is Fine

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