You awaken as a child on the wheel of life, which leads to the world tree and the center of the Labyrinth.
Today, the Earth is reborn and I can see it out my window.
The trees leaf as ice crystals form and lightening cracks in the air.
The Flowers sing in their pots filled with reminding.
The weeds seek to steal the light and water.
And the birds come and go freely, enjoying a drink or a meal.
One can learn the cycles of life if they stop and listen and watch.
We are invited to participate even.
So however you celebrate it, through whatever filter you like, life and it’s promise is renewed today in time, rejoice!
Ring-a-ring o’ roses,
A pocket full of posies,
We all fall down
Fall into every hole
Rise to every height
Don’t maintain your cool
Don’t be afraid to be a fool
Or be afraid to be fooled
Maybe just go outside and fly a kite
Dance and sing
And move along
For you were not born forlorn
From an eternal pool of Love you sprung
The Sun and Wind see you play
Soon enough you will be dust
No one will remember us
But the Earth and Sky
So go and play
Before you forget
“Zen says truth has nothing to do with authority, truth has nothing to do with tradition, truth has nothing to do with the past – truth is a radical, personal realization. You have to come to it.
Knowledge is certain; the search for personal knowing is very, very hazardous. Nobody can guarantee it. If you ask me if I can guarantee anything, I say I cannot guarantee you anything. I can only guarantee danger, that much is certain. I can only guarantee you a long adventure with every possibility of going astray and never reaching the goal. But one thing is certain: the very search will help you to grow.
I can guarantee only growth. Danger will be there, sacrifice will be there; you will be moving every day into the unknown, into the uncharted, and there will be no map to follow, no guide to follow. Yes, there are millions of dangers and you can go astray and you can get lost, but that is the only way one grows.
Insecurity is the only way to grow, to face danger is the only way to grow, to accept the challenge of the unknown is the only way to grow.”
A man sets out to draw the world. As the years go by, he peoples a space with images of provinces, kingdoms, mountains, bays, ships, islands, fishes, rooms, instruments, stars, horses, and individuals. A short time before he dies, he discovers that that patient labyrinth of lines traces the lineaments of his own face.
— Jorge Luis Borges
once upon a time there was an old star who had thought it had seen everything…
one day it spied with its timeless eye a small blue gem…
what is this new thing covered in blue water…
suddenly, without warning, the star began to fall…
faster and faster…smaller and smaller…until he could fit on the head of pin…
blackness…and then there was light…a bright wet light…
no memory of who he used to be and was still yet up there in the sky…
one day a bird was heard singing by the Hu-Man boy…
but that is another poem for another time…
many adventures await the Hu-Man…
fly you fools
Had a visitation by the Green Man. This morning I read a Taoist meditation saying nature speaks through the birds and flowers. Read this poem below as well. Big medicine. By Lauren Raine,
The Green Man
Remember me, try to remember,
I am the laughing man with eyes like leaves.
When you think that winter will never end,
I will come.
You will feel my breath,
a vine caressing your foot.
I am the blue eye of the crocus,
opening in the snow,
a trickle of water, a calling bird,
a shaft of light among the trees.
Life Starts Clapping
God lays His glance
Creatures grab their instruments
And join the
Whenever love makes itself known
Jewel in the eye starts
— From The Gift by Hafiz
What’s left to do
But be cut
And let your
By all around
And left to the wind
Or hung to dry
These are just flowers blooming inside…’tis the season. Cut them, share their fragrance, let them dry, crush them and make a salve of forgiveness. Apply it liberally in your life. You are perennial, you shall bloom forever.
Image – Maturity – OSHO Zen Tarot