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.

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 

April 1 writtten

 Returning 

I close my eyes

I 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 infinity
So 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

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Heading to Assisi

 My meditation this trip

Here in Assisi 
Amongst 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

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 

Forte de marmi

 Shutters already wide and welcoming

The fresh morning air that rolls

In from the sea infront of me

I breathe deep the smells of bread baking just above my window and Europe is alive in me is me this moment

I exchange music 🎵daily 

 started on the Camino a song 

friendship and connection 

That arrives today 

to share the start of my italian journey

Grateful for life in gods grace