Guest guest Posted June 7, 2006 Report Share Posted June 7, 2006 There, in the truth of a song frozen in the sparrow's breast as she lies dying in the morning prayers of a sword-tailed butterfly as he speaks to me upon my finger, I am the becoming of an earthly solidity As I touch the empty ground beneath my feet, Scoop the rich dark soil and find destiny Has already seeded me And now these diaphanous winds of chance are here, Scatters my ashes, And Judas betrays me with a kiss. Love to All, Ana 6/7/07 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 7, 2006 Report Share Posted June 7, 2006 Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57 wrote: > > There, in the truth of a > song frozen in the sparrow's breast > as she lies dying > in the morning prayers of a sword-tailed butterfly > as he speaks to me upon my finger, > > I am the becoming of an earthly solidity > As I touch the empty ground beneath my feet, > > Scoop the rich dark soil and find destiny > Has already seeded me > > And now these diaphanous winds of chance are here, > Scatters my ashes, > > And Judas betrays me with a kiss. > > Ana, How are you feeling today? I'm a little hungry. A certain satisfaction in having cleaned up the place, I'm expecting gratitude. Watching the stock market. The pleasure of its shifting predictabilities. Thinking about her and her new boy friend. Letting go, watching the letting go and the abundance of love dread love arising. Waiting for a less encumbered emptiness to arise. ~*~ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 7, 2006 Report Share Posted June 7, 2006 Nisargadatta , " skywhilds " <skywords wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> wrote: > > > > There, in the truth of a > > song frozen in the sparrow's breast > > as she lies dying > > in the morning prayers of a sword-tailed butterfly > > as he speaks to me upon my finger, > > > > I am the becoming of an earthly solidity > > As I touch the empty ground beneath my feet, > > > > Scoop the rich dark soil and find destiny > > Has already seeded me > > > > And now these diaphanous winds of chance are here, > > Scatters my ashes, > > > > And Judas betrays me with a kiss. > > > > > > Ana, > > How are you feeling today? I'm a little hungry. A certain > satisfaction in having cleaned up the place, I'm expecting gratitude. > Watching the stock market. The pleasure of its shifting > predictabilities. Thinking about her and her new boy friend. Letting > go, watching the letting go and the abundance of love dread love > arising. Waiting for a less encumbered emptiness to arise. > > ~*~ > ...........and flowing into this broken heart...the ultimate gift. toombaru Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 7, 2006 Report Share Posted June 7, 2006 Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " skywhilds " <skywords@> wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> wrote: > > > > > > There, in the truth of a > > > song frozen in the sparrow's breast > > > as she lies dying > > > in the morning prayers of a sword-tailed butterfly > > > as he speaks to me upon my finger, > > > > > > I am the becoming of an earthly solidity > > > As I touch the empty ground beneath my feet, > > > > > > Scoop the rich dark soil and find destiny > > > Has already seeded me > > > > > > And now these diaphanous winds of chance are here, > > > Scatters my ashes, > > > > > > And Judas betrays me with a kiss. > > > > > > > > > > Ana, > > > > How are you feeling today? I'm a little hungry. A certain > > satisfaction in having cleaned up the place, I'm expecting gratitude. > > Watching the stock market. The pleasure of its shifting > > predictabilities. Thinking about her and her new boy friend. Letting > > go, watching the letting go and the abundance of love dread love > > arising. Waiting for a less encumbered emptiness to arise. > > > > ~*~ > > > > > > > ..........and flowing into this broken heart...the ultimate gift. > > > > toombaru > gift/rift absolute (temporary) solution: absolution ~*~ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 7, 2006 Report Share Posted June 7, 2006 Nisargadatta , " skywhilds " <skywords wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " skywhilds " <skywords@> wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> wrote: > > > > > > > > There, in the truth of a > > > > song frozen in the sparrow's breast > > > > as she lies dying > > > > in the morning prayers of a sword-tailed butterfly > > > > as he speaks to me upon my finger, > > > > > > > > I am the becoming of an earthly solidity > > > > As I touch the empty ground beneath my feet, > > > > > > > > Scoop the rich dark soil and find destiny > > > > Has already seeded me > > > > > > > > And now these diaphanous winds of chance are here, > > > > Scatters my ashes, > > > > > > > > And Judas betrays me with a kiss. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Ana, > > > > > > How are you feeling today? I'm a little hungry. A certain > > > satisfaction in having cleaned up the place, I'm expecting gratitude. > > > Watching the stock market. The pleasure of its shifting > > > predictabilities. Thinking about her and her new boy friend. Letting > > > go, watching the letting go and the abundance of love dread love > > > arising. Waiting for a less encumbered emptiness to arise. > > > > > > ~*~ > > > > > > > > > > > > > ..........and flowing into this broken heart...the ultimate gift. > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > gift/rift > absolute > (temporary) > solution: > absolution > ~*~ > there is no boundary that defines what-we-are yet boundaries are ever forming ever dissolving. so is what-we-are the complete absence of any boundary? or is what-we-are the dynamic process of boundaries ever forming/dissolving? to truly live is to experience the forming of boundaries, the forming of attachments. to be truly free is to be not-attached to whatever attachments that may form... to be truly free is to see *through* one's broken heart to the joy shining there. Bill Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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