Mothers day

A lifetime passes in the moment and memories recall times when all presence was demanding to be known- flames burn and ashes sprinkle across the soils blooming new petals awakening in a season that has yet to be born - kmg

Mary oliver

Mary Oliver Hurricane It didn’t behave like anything you had ever imagined. The wind tore at the trees, the rain fell for days slant and hard. The back of the hand to everything. I watched the trees bow and their leaves fall and crawl back into the earth. As though, that was that. This was one hurricane I lived through, the other one was of a different sort, and lasted longer. Then I felt my own leaves giving up and falling. The back of the hand to everything. But listen now to what happened to the actual trees; toward the end of that summer they pushed new leaves from their stubbed limbs. It was the wrong season, yes, but they couldn’t stop. They looked like telephone poles and didn’t care. And after the leaves came blossoms. For some things there are no wrong seasons. Which is what I dream of for me. Mary Oliver, A Thousand Mornings.

Ups And Downs

There are many ways to practice open awareness, in all the ups and downs but the essence of them all is simply to show up for your life — senses open, mind and heart open — and let yourself be as free of conceptual limitations as you can be. In other words, let yourself be as free as you can from labels — “good” and “bad,” “self” and “other,” and all the rest. Let yourself be in this state as much as possible.

Monsters or virus

Cutting Loose By William Stafford (1914 - 1993) Sometimes from sorrow, for no reason, you sing. For no reason, you accept the way of being lost, cutting loose from all else and electing a world where you go where you want to. Arbitrary, a sound comes, a reminder that a steady center is holding all else. If you listen, that sound will tell you where it is and you can slide your way past trouble. Certain twisted monsters always bar the path -- but that's when you get going best, glad to be lost, learning how real it is here on earth, again and again.