To rise… is to be; here in the moment of now. In the dim morning light; the world breathes consciousness into me. I am here now waiting for nothing; preparing for nothing. I expect nothing. Nothing comes and nothing goes and I breathe in and and out. The day may bring what the day may bring and that’s okay too. To face this day without judgement. Neither good nor bad. Perhaps that is my way to peace today. Allowing the entirety of today. To come. To go.
A very random hand written journal entry
Im not sure what I was thinking when I wrote this haha. But it looks pretty ^.^
I wish to rest in the womb of peace. For as long as it takes
Abide, inside, calm, ease .This is what I need
The world outside is a storm, I know. I do not want to go
I will stay in the warmth of security. It is purity
I rest deeply, profoundly. Love all around me.
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Art by : Designed and sold by Francesca Love Artist on Redbubble
A tidy house is a tidy mind. Pick up the little pieces and find peace underneath it. Cracks and crevasses imbedded with Zen settled in. Once purified we can find the where’s and why’s. I find mine long before 9 am. Cleaning again as I always do. I must be thorough; scour the house for tidbits of dirt; I refurbish. Making the bed with care, whats here; whats there. All of the dishes sparkle clean and the drawers they are in. Desks and tables scrubbed to shine; of course cannot forget my shrine. A tidy house is a tidy mind.
Everything was as it was meant to be
All the right words and all the right action had been done
Nothing was missing from the day
And nothing extra was added
Contentment in the moment
A spiritual guide had been placed
To teach and help you learn
For you to have a reason to keep going
For you to find peace.
Contentment comfortably is the greatest luxury.
A mansion is not needed to rest your eyes.
Keep clean where you abide.
I am rich in spirit; In my lines you hear it.
Health is wealth; so build the self.
But do not attach to life; as we are all sent death.
Use your home as a Zendo of peace.
Everything you have is everything that you need.
Illusions of riches soon we lose with attrition.
Meditation on the dharma; the life has been given.
I am no teacher; so I’ll just have a seat.
Loving the poetry; in my Zendo retreat.
Night falls in the city and the sky grows dark.
The city? Lights up.
A hustle to work turns to endeavoring perks.
Nightly numbers to bring home in the covers.
Or simply a dinner with your love.
How many drinks on a Friday night?
Hopefully endless. Am I right?
However I choose to ignore the calling.
Into bed Im crawling.
With my kitty cats and zen music I drift away.
Friday night. Just another day.
“There is surely nothing other than the single purpose of the present moment. A man’s whole life is a succession of moment after moment. There will be nothing else to do, and nothing else to pursue. Live being true to the single purpose of the moment.”
Hagakure- Book of Samurai
Where is my meaning?
Compassionate surpassing all other reasoning.
Indulge in emptiness of self and fuel the flames of others.
Light their torch; be a source of blessings and wonder.
Peaceful sleep and awake with ease.
Move words on pages like I have Telekeniiii-Sis.
Slide into creative form you can adore.
When it comes to rhyme; its always time for more.
I’m like a solar flare creating an aura.
Awareness clearness, un-scared I open Pandora.
I find bliss in emptiness, what do you wish?
Manifest destiny gives me a kiss.
Blessings upon blessing contest with the never-resting.
Not flexing, Or am I, What is my ego still repressing?
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