A Tragic End
The song in his heart was stuck in his throat. And the attending doctor said to himself, I must be sure not to die this way. . [ 1672 ]
Tag Archive for ‘Freedom’
Flow Time
When the fig leaves fell, they were bright and deep beneath the tree. Now their color has seeped into the ground, and the grass is growing up through me. It’s a fine time. A rhyme time. A time like every other time I see. No time. Flow time. Rain time. Snow time. Free. . [ 1656 ]
Free of Belief
Can I be so free of belief that I’m surprised by the sunrise? Or, should I say, by the smile in your eyes? . [ 1653 ]
Free Ride
this life’s a child’s balloon / you never know / when she’ll let go . [ 1619 ]
Wise Old Child
Letting go the precious image of oneself — the habit, the mask, the careworn cloak — isn’t this the fear of death? And if it is, why not let go now and be completely free, like the wind that blows and snow that falls? In life and deed — why not be a wise old child? . [ 1609 ]
Be No One
It’s useless for you to try to be like me, or for me to try to be like you, or even for us to try to be like ourselves. Rather, let’s set that notion aside and be no one — completely, fully, freely, dynamically. . [ 1595 ]
Dream Fall
To the bird that let go of me high above a mountain lake, my deepest thanks . [ 1547 ]
Time
It takes time to learn carpentry; algebra; to build bridges; plant a vineyard; fly to the moon. But to live simply and joyfully, to be kind, to breathe deeply, love, and be free, time is not needed at all. Peace is not a matter of identity, struggle, or effort; ask any tree or ever-changing cloud. You are here; the date, the hour, need not be recorded; the world need not […]
A Clear View
Wait, now — patience — see how the moon rises, free of memories and words. . [ 1444 ]
As Every Dandelion Knows
Anger, irritation, frustration, impatience; negative thoughts, unkind thoughts; worry, anxiety, fear, a desire for control — each brings tension to the body. Not only does this cause discomfort, illness, and wear, it becomes part of one’s daily physical and verbal language, thus amounting to a kind of communicable disease. During my run yesterday morning and the morning before, I heard an owl each time I passed through the street just […]
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