Teaching

I read also a teaching........

As long as you're waiting for someone else to change, as long as your happiness
lies in the hands of
Someone who is not happy, ... or whatever it might be, somehow you're always
going to be approaching your problem with the very same logic that created it to
begin with: you're not good enough.

That's why the habitual pattern never unwinds itself when you're trying to
improve, because you go about it in exactly the same habitual style that caused
all the pain to start.

-k

Prose

I hear  this morning  the gospel  matthew. And I listen and can move my face in
expression of the yearning of the words of the christ...
He says

You do not believe cause u are not of my sheep....for the many good works I have
shown you, which do you stone me ?.....if I do not do the works of my father,
then do not believe me, believe the works...."

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Morning Prose

Peace equanimity, spaceiousness, I sit  still and pass are thoughts one wants to
grab onto, but linger sometimes are wisdom. Words not my own...

I am still, two cardinals fly outside my window, quiet is all around me....I
start.to sing...."To you as daylight fades, giver of imortal day.......I'm on
the hilltop at the monastary........

I have everything, and I have nothing but the joy of this new day. The time laid
out to share and raise someone else upward to their highest being, to see them,
to share moments in laughter that sew new fabric on their being which will both
stretch them and comfort them...

I am

-k

Morning Prose

Sometimes I sip my coffee and my head is winney....telling myself the story of,
whatever..... Then I can tell myself the answer. The wisdom, the why, and it all
is just silly storylines no different no more or less important than anything at
all.....

And then I breathe and I think of something  just higher than that, something
that fills me, in a flowing way, mind -  storys can never do, there are flat and
changing like papers blowing around a conference room,

And I say, lord jesus christ. Son of god, have mercy on me, a sinner.....let me
do your work, let me be a healer in this world, I rejoice in the crosses I am to
bear, as I bear then for your word and for your love and for your glory,

Amen...

-k

Morning Prose

Sitting in a diner in New York City
The morning stories of the weekend
Ringing my phone off

I pass construction, drilling,
Umbrella clanging as rushing
To beginning send people flouring
Out of the Upper East Side to locations throughtout  the city, shared cab line up whisks away
those in suits down to wall street,

And whose left in gracie mews diner, but the old, who sit alone with their paper
and coffees nursing their time
Around other people, vacant, wrinkle marks leave faces with a downward smile as
byfocals slide down swollen noses.....

_k

Quote

By knowing that all phenomena are coming, going, and abiding in the
basis of space, one can recognize that all changing phenomena cause
suffering. Buddhists try to abide in the pure basis of space through
faith and meditation, so that all circling phenomena are transformed
into manifestation. In this case, manifestation is not the deluded
phenomena of ordinary dualistic mind, so whatever appears is not the
cause of suffering but only the illumination of wisdom. By practicing
in this way, the disagreement and agreement that come from dualistic
clinging to each phenomenon is reduced, and nondualistic pure
immeasurable space expands to destinationless space with awareness
mind.


Thinley Norbu Rinpoche

morning song

Today I know ill see my truth
Today I know there will be love
Today I know wisdom will come
I receive from up above

Today I know ill hear my call
Today I know I will stand  tall
Today I know ill live my truth

In lord, with you
Today ill see it thru.............

prayer 2013

and the lov of god has to be greater a gift...and these tears must be of joy for 
all I have in him, that his only begotten son should come and soothe my heart 
and heal me so I may serve, and not need to receive, not need for anything but 
the emotion to give.....

easter 2013

There is no sign of morning
Cept the cool breeze that
Sneaks up all around me....

Thick are the sounds of the
Wave
Before the birds sing unto it

And today I stretch love
And fill it equally into all those I touch

And there, a single cloud moves towards the sea, it can be seen only cause 
there's some further away light reflecting it 

And there is light further away which I don't know yet, 

I pray this same feeling empty all I know enough to receive this new light

And I will shine  being  filled 

Lord, on this easter morning, let the holy spirit fill our hearts with the 
receiving  of you in us for each day we are grateful just to awake in your 
likeness....

Blessings to you and your home......

prose

..... is like a great ship for beings to cross the perilous ocean of existence, 
an unerring captain who guides them to the dry land of liberation, a rain that 
extinguishes the fire of the passions, a bright sun and moon that dispel the 
darkness of ignorance, a firm ground that can bear the weight of both good and 
bad, a wish-fulfilling tree that bestows temporal happiness and ultimate bliss, 
a treasury of vast and deep instructions, a wish-fulfilling jewel granting all 
the qualities of realization, a father and a mother giving their love equally to 
all sentient beings, a great river of compassion, a mountain rising above 
worldly concerns unshaken by the winds of emotions...

old coal mine song

Down in the coal mine, underneath the ground
Where a gleam of sunshine never can be found
Digging up the dusky diamonds all the seasons round
Deep down in the coalmine, underneath the ground

Me hands are horny, hard and black
Through working in the vein
And like the clothes upon me back
My speech is rough and plain
And if I stumble with my tongue
I've one excuse to say
It's not the collier's heart that's wrong
It's his head that goes astray..

Then cheer up lads and make the most
Of every joy you can
And always make your murphy's such
As best befits a man
For let the times be good or bad
We'll still be jovial souls
For where would Britain be
Without the lads who look for coals

quote unknown author

"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...it's about learning how to
dance in the rain!"

prayer from mexico 2013

Today help me create the story of my life as beautifully as u create the entire  
universe ...things to wonderful, which I can not know so I speak no more about 
them....

I ask you god to manifest your love through me in every word I express in every 
action I take. Help me to make every activity in my life a ritual for love and 
joy. Let me use love to create the most beautiful story about ur creation...

Today, fill me with so much love, that there is nothing else to give, all 
darkness is gone in your light and with this sunrise I receive the blessing of 
your life, of your love,

Today, lord, let this opening of emotion 'give light, to all those who are in 
the house' no seed I put forth will go to the wasteside, for use me to  water 
what is in the good ground, strengthen these vines and let it bring forth the 
sweetest fruit ....

Let me remain a  child in your rebirth and see only the wonder, only the 
delight....for your yoke is easy and this suffering is light in its awakening 
grace......

Amen

mexico 2013 -kmg

Its only the children
Who place their boards onto the waves
The sun dances on the beach
Glued,
 many remain on their chairs
Others bounce up and down ,
Reading,
Looking,
The cup holding people, walkin around everywhere with their cup....
Tiny sip..tiny sip....


Transported
Seperate
Cloned
Reflective, 
Family remain together in their saved chairs, protecting their things and area 
and sound waves as

I stroll in the morning
Without my headphones
Now 
for many a days

The sounds I seek are as much
A part of the 
 awakening day , they awaken the day

The surf calls
Birds, of many colors, shine
Sparkle against the rainbow of
Descending light under heaven
The pelican seeking;
 for food from the oceans while I am fed with the beauty of their 
flight......(And the endless frenchfries)

Some mornings, I think now to have  counted ,  how many people I pass in 
salutation of good morning, I can see the quickened pace
As they pass  so tight in their space, there is only silence 

What can I do more...I'm on my knees, digging sand, applying sunscreen to any 
children red and digging with me...

this I can do...

Mexico kmg 2013
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