Friday, October 12, 2018

Deepa Khanna Sobti - Sweet Embrace

art and poem by Deepa Khanna Sobti

 Tears rolled down my cheeks
When I saw how life had been trying
All the time
To show me its beauty
In its loving embrace
The miracle of a tree growing through the cracks of a derelict concrete wall
Of the burst of colors and patterns in a simple leaf
The colors of the rainbow glistening on a perfect dew drop
Of a sweet melody in the buzzing of bees
Of a warm greeting in the chirp of a bird
Life showed me how it had been trying
To show me its sweet embrace



Tuesday, October 9, 2018

Tracy Shaw - A Blessing for the Inward Way

moon “Luna” by Evelyn De Morgan (1885).

May you learn to dwell
Below the surface of the days
At home with the ebb and flow of
Your own heart’s tides.
May you find the womb space at the center of your Life,
There grow wise in the sacred rhythm
Of filling and emptying,
Emptying and filling.
There, held safe,
May you surrender to the unknown
As completely as the dark moon
Empties herself into the secret embrace of her Beloved, the Sun.
There may you cherish hope of renewal
As tenderly as the crescent moon
Cradles the dark in the curve of her arm,
Enfolding, quickening with life new born.
And may you always open to the flow of love
As voluptuously as the moon at full,
Until filled, overflowing, you pour
Love’s gifts out into the world.
So may you grow ever more intimate
With the inward way, the deepening way,
Where filling is emptying, emptying is filling ~
At one with the mystery, at one. 



Monday, October 8, 2018

Thich Nhat Hanh - If you are a poet

    If you are a poet, you will see clearly that there is a cloud floating in this sheet of paper. Without a cloud, there will be no rain; without rain, the trees cannot grow, and without trees we cannot make paper. The cloud is essential for the paper to exist. If the cloud is not here, the sheet of paper cannot be here either … If we look into this sheet of paper even more deeply, we can see the sunshine in it. If the sunshine is not there, the forest cannot grow. In fact, nothing can grow. Even we cannot grow without sunshine. And so, we know that the sunshine is also in this sheet of paper …

    The paper and the sunshine inter-are. And if we continue to look, we can see the logger who cut the tree and brought it to the mill to be transformed into paper. And we see the wheat. We know that the logger cannot exist without his daily bread, and therefore the wheat that became his bread is also in this sheet of paper. And the logger’s father and mother are in it too … You cannot point out one thing that is not here—time, space, the earth, the rain, the minerals in the soil, the sunshine, the cloud, the river, the heat. Everything co-exists with this sheet of paper … As thin as this sheet of paper is, it contains everything in the universe in it.