Awaiting sunset
Raising Myself
Wednesday, March 2, 2022
prose
Monday, September 27, 2021
Meditation
Teachers say, “Now meditate,” then one sits down and one may think that one should imagine emptiness. That is not what is meant. What is meant is don’t wander, don’t wander. Hearing the word meditate, it sounds like one has to do something. But there is not even as much as a dust mote to do as an act of meditation. It’s just like space here — a totally inconcrete openness. Try to imagine that, imagine space. Can you imagine space? You can imagine it is empty, but that is a thought. Does that thought help anything? To meditate on a thing means bringing that to mind, but can you bring space to mind? Okay, space is empty. To keep that in mind is another thought. But without thinking anything, meditate on space. Can you? Isn’t it better to leave it unimagined? Unmeditated? That is why it is said:
The supreme meditation is to not meditate.
The supreme training is to keep nothing in mind.
Monday, September 20, 2021
Assisi retreat
Isn’t it true that this mind here thinks a lot? It remembers, it plans, it thinks, it worries. It has been doing so for countless lifetimes, day and night, without stop. Moment by moment, this mind is creating thoughts of one thing after another, and not just during this lifetime. Thinking takes place because of not seeing the essence of this mind itself. It thinks of something, makes thoughts and emotions about it — the process goes on and on. It is like beads on an endless string, life after life in an endless succession.
In retreat the agreement is made to release thoughts not speak of me my grand life my story my sufferings which next week will change and change again as sands in the hourglass of life
Kmg
Sunday, September 19, 2021
April 1 writtten
Returning
I close my eyesI see myself in a field
Flowing dress with flowers- yellow buttercups
Butterflies 🦋 traveling with me
To the garden
I plant seeds in Mother Earth
And they take root
And I’m producing and feeding and nurturing all as has always been all as it will always be
A wicker basket dangles from my wrist I’m collecting flowers vegetables I grow - there a bike
With a basket and the sun kisses my face and I ride with the wind
Returning
I’m landing at jfk
Kmg2021
May 16 written
Perception unveiled boundaries
Seeing unscathed at the edge of infinitySo in the moment my steps move me Parallel in time
Why would I want my mind to create a pathway, a door;
The journey is infinite and I release to the unknowing
Sensing a grander experience is what I can not name what I already am not
the silence
These rose colored glasses
I wear
Gift
Seeing everything as joy
Learning to live the lessons
Like a fine meal
To Love
And I am
Kmg 2021
Kmg
Saturday, September 18, 2021
Heading to Assisi
My meditation this trip
Here in AssisiAmongst brothers sisters saints and preachers of the word and gospel - children of god sharing the message of love
Brings me to meditate on discernment - loving so full heartedly as a child entering the kingdom of love thru love
And thru my work and my personal life I must meditate on discernment
Keeping energy to just sit with god
And light around me for the strength and space around me for the time to do so
In love I denounce worldly judgements
Kmg
Saturday, September 11, 2021
A place for the pain
May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always on your back
May the sunshine warm your face
The rains fall soft upon your home
May the love in my heart be released
To gods love
And may you be held in the palm of his hands
In this there is my goodbye 👋
Kmg