Tag Archives: enlightenment

Becoming A

Have you ever seensomeone become, in this life,a bodhisattva – I mean, who wasn’t one yetwhen they started on their way? If you can becomea thing you’re not already,how is that trick done? Not through potential or work –that gets … Continue reading

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The Whole Everything

There is no plan of study, no readiness assessment, no work at tilling fertile soil in preparation for it; enlightenment just happens, like a sudden strike of lightning. There’s no way to see it coming, nor a warning bell that … Continue reading

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Richie Havens

I always felt he sang with such authority, as if his way was how the song should be, and let the writer of it know, in no uncertain terms, that they could use it too, once in a while. Like … Continue reading

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The Loudest Sound

The loudest sound does not echo the longest; the brightest star seems quite dull from afar. No one can judge true beauty from a distance, nor hear a nuance from a mile or two. The greatest deeds are not always … Continue reading

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Look Inward, Angel: common measure

“As any fool could plainly see, and you can see it plainly,” were words my father spoke to me in jest, sometimes, but mainly to illustrate a simple point: that often, a solution is right in front of us, and … Continue reading

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Abandon This Garbage: alcaics

Oh wisdom seeking mendicant travelers, your baggage and burdens are troubling handicaps; they will not help you on your journey. Abandon this garbage by the roadside. If you would find some unforeseen adventure, let drop your jaded world-weary illusions; you … Continue reading

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This is the oyster

This is the oyster; why seek for the pearl? There’s no escape plan for leaving this world in my religion: no hereafter gold, no burning embers, no cold of Sheol. This is the medicine; why seek a pill to flee … Continue reading

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