unsophisticated teachers say

Unsophisticated teachers say that God is pure

being.  He is as high above being as the highest

angel is above a gnat.  I would be speaking as incorrectly

in calling God a being as if I called the sun pale or black.

God is neither this or that.

~ Meister Eckhart

the parents poem

It’s a good idea to figure what to do with parents.

One man I knew, after caring for them for years,

Led them across a busy street—two lines of traffic.

He started a lost colony for his parents.

He bought them big boots and pith helmets.

He sent his parents into battle. He dressed

Them in Austrian uniforms and gave them

Maps of Russia. No one ever saw them again.

Another man built a furnace and put his parents

Into it. He got some tincture, and tried to tran-

Substantiate his parents. It took a long time

And used a lot of heat, but there wasn't much change.

A neighbor stored them in an empty cistern—the ladder

Is still sticking out. He took them to Kenya

And got his parents to take a walk with the elephants.

And they died all right . . . But by the end,

They knew for sure that they’d had children.

~ Robert Bly

art by gene kloss

chinese foot chart

Every part of us

alerts another part.

Press a spot in 

the tender arch and 

feel the scalp

twitch.  We are no

match for ourselves

but our own release.

Each touch

uncatches some 

remote lock.  Look,

boats of mercy

embark from

our heart at the 

oddest knock.

~ Kay Ryan

from The Best of It

awareness

Awareness is primordial; it is the original state, beginningless, endless, uncaused, unsupported, without parts, without change. 

Consciousness is on contact, a reflection against a surface, a state of duality. 

There can be no consciousness without awareness, but there can be awareness without consciousness, as in deep sleep. Awareness is absolute, consciousness is relative to its content; consciousness is always of something.

 Consciousness is partial and changeful, 

awareness is total, changeless, calm and silent. 

And it is the common matrix of every experience.

~ Nisargadatta Maharaj

from I AM THAT

nowness

The essence of realization is nowness, 

Occurring all at once, with nothing to add or subtract. 

Self-liberation, innate great bliss, 

Free from hope or fear is the fruition.

~ Marpa

 from his song of realization and experience

with thanks to life love yoga

sense of presence

This sense of presence, 

it is not the sense that I am present, you are present, or any individual is present. 

The sense of presence is the sense of presence, as such. 

Because one identifies oneself with his body, 

he thinks he is born and is going to die. 

What is born is the general sense of presence, as such. 

The sense of presence which has come spontaneously will leave spontaneously.

~ Nisargadatta Maharaj

beyond myself

When my heart came to rule

in the world of love,

it was freed

from both belief

and from disbelief.

On this journey,

I found the problem

to be myself.

When I went beyond myself,

the pathway finally opened.

~ Mahsati Ganjavi

translation by David and Sabrineh Fideler

Mahsati Ganjavi lived during the 12th century, born in Ganje, Azerbaijan. Her poetry was a strong voice against prejudice and hypocrisy and patriarchy, while upholding love -- both human and divine.

She was celebrated at the court of Sultan Sanjar for her rubaiyat (quatrains), but later persecuted for her courageous stand against overly dogmatic religion and arbitrary male dominance.

Comments by eric at poetry chaikhana

the dark and mysterious virtue

The Tao gives birth to all of creation.

The virtue of Tao in nature nurtures them,

and their families give them their form.

Their environment then shapes them into completion.

That is why every creature honors the Tao and its virtue.

No one tells them to honor the Tao and its virtue,

it happens all by itself.

So the Tao gives them birth,

and its virtue cultivates them,

cares for them,

nurtures them,

gives them a place of refuge and peace,

helps them to grow and shelters them

It gives them life without wanting to posses them,

and cares for them expecting nothing in return.

It is their master, but it does not seek to dominate them.

This is called the dark and mysterious virtue.

~ Lao Tzu

from the Tao Te Ching

Paul Cézanne

Born: 19 January 1839

Aix-en-Provence, France

Died: 22 October 1906 (aged 67)

Aix-en-Provence, France

The paintings convey Cézanne's intense study of his subjects, a searching gaze and a dogged struggle to deal with the complexity of human visual perception.

self portrait

Throughout his life he struggled to develop an authentic observation of the seen world by the most accurate method of representing it in paint that he could find.

~ Paul Cézanne

comments from wikipedia

many-roofed building in moonlight

I found myself

suddenly voluminous,

three-dimensioned, 

a many-roofed building in moonlight.

Thought traversed 

me as simply as moths might. 

Feelings traversed me as fish.

I heard myself thinking,

It isn't the piano, it isn't the ears.

Then heard, too soon, the ordinary furnace, 

the usual footsteps above me.

Washed my face again with hot water,

as I did when I was a child.

~ Jane Hirshfield

poetry, mythology and fairy stories

the task

It is a simple garment, this slipped-on world.

We wake into it daily -- open eyes, braid hair --

a robe unfurled

in rose-silk flowering, then laid bare.

And yes, it is a simple enough task

we've taken on,

though also vast:

from dusk to dawn,

from dawn to dusk, to praise, and not

be blinded by the praising.

To lie like a cat in hot

sun, fur fully blazing,

and dream the mouse;

and to keep too the mouse's patient, waking watch

within the deep rooms of the house,

where the leaf-flocked

sunlight never reaches, but the earth still blooms.

~ Jane Hirshfield

from The October Palace

thanks to Ivan at poetry chaikhana

the box of chocolates

He always knew where he had been, and he remembered

The box elder in the fence post, looked down on men

Who couldn't see the storm coming.  He's learned

To live with the way his bait went deeper.

My mother kept her spirits high with little jobs.

He bought her a heart-shaped box of chocolates

Once a year. One life, one woman,

That was God's rule, and he didn't like it much.

~ Robert Bly

from Talking into the ear of a Donkey

photo by Shreve Stockton

no resistance

That which offers no resistance,

overcomes the hardest substances.

That which offers no resistance

can enter where there is no space.

Few in the world can comprehend

the teaching without words,

or understand the value of non-action.

~ Lao Tzu

from the Tao Te Ching

translation by j.h. mcdonald

the end and the beginning

After every war

someone has to clean up.

Things won’t

straighten themselves up, after all.

Someone has to push the rubble

to the side of the road,

so the corpse-filled wagons

can pass.

Someone has to get mired

in scum and ashes,

sofa springs,

splintered glass,

and bloody rags.

Someone has to drag in a girder

to prop up a wall.

Someone has to glaze a window,

rehang a door.

Photogenic it’s not,

and takes years.

All the cameras have left

for another war.

We’ll need the bridges back,

and new railway stations.

Sleeves will go ragged

from rolling them up.

Someone, broom in hand, 

still recalls the way it was.

Someone else listens

and nods with unsevered head.

But already there are those nearby

starting to mill about

who will find it dull.

From out of the bushes

sometimes someone still unearths

rusted-out arguments

and carries them to the garbage pile.

Those who knew

what was going on here

must make way for

those who know little.

And less than little.

And finally as little as nothing.

In the grass that has overgrown

causes and effects,

someone must be stretched out

blade of grass in his mouth

gazing at the clouds.

~ Wisława Szymborska

Translated By Joanna Trzeciak