Thanksgiving Sunrise

I am Thankful for the Many Blessings!

Thank You, Great Creator!

Gifts upon this Day:

A transcendent Sunrise

And a new verse

to an old song,

that transformed a past pain

into healing and peace.

I will not share the darkened past.

But gladly I share the new:

Lying still, I feel my breath 

Slowing down I am at rest 

 Now I feel some calm 

Painful past fades like a song 

Is it only that my thoughts were dark?

Is it me who now breaks my own heart?

 Breathing in, I feel more calm 

Breathing out those thoughts are gone 

No past lives here anymore 

I feel free when I breathe away my thoughts

a long lost smile, a sunrise in my heart 

I slipped out of the dark.

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the sun as it rose today

from the view of my laptop’s camera

through my bedroom window













Today I was blessed to meet my neighbor-without-a-home, Bryant, and give him a whole cooked chicken and three Christmas cookies. (I ate the other three.) They say money can’t buy happiness, but a few dollars bought me SO MUCH HAPPY!!! : )

Tonight The Voice asked:

What Light do you want to Shine on the world?

I don’t mean information.

What does this Light look like?

What Feelings Awaken, in you, and in all who Experience this Light?

Does this LIght make you terribly Happy?

Does it make your Eyes Shine?

Does this Light Elevate those around You?

When is the last time you Jumped for Joy?

Is this Light your Magic Play, in your own Way?

Always ask and never answer.

To answer is to close the door

on the Beauty of your Child’s Wonder.

Never replace WONDER with explanation, justification, serious grown-up hiding places.

Be Pure, Innocent, Natural, without Guile


Be Open and share your Blessings.

Remember how that made you feel.

Be as a little child

As your Great Teacher commanded.

Never know.

Always Wonder!

It is in Wonder,

That this Light Will Shine Through

And you will be You.


Suzuki and The Recipe

Many words on Presence, Mindfulness.

A Feeling Can Teach.

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Calm Still small Slow

after Yoga.

Hummingbirds play and evoke smiles.


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an Idea!

I could do THIS!

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And my mind leaves

the lovely moment

and does not plan calmly.

It is always in a hurry.

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If I read these words I write

If they were from another mind

I would recognize this.

But would I truly learn?

Would I become aware?

Would I change?

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A Feeling can Teach.

When I felt the change,

upon arrival of inspiration,

from peace

to Exhilaration! 

I felt in my heart, NO.

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I am on my balcony.


Loving My Hummingbirds.

Smiling because.

And inspired thought

must wait its turn.

Its arrival has shifted the energy.

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Peace is always here

if i allow it.

Even in a Storm

Peace is within reach.

An inspired thought

does not need a fast energy.

That happens when I think

it is ‘my‘ inspired thought.


I am the little ‘i’.

God, the Great I.

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Suzuki says,

“If we are aware that what we do,

what we create, 

is really the gift of the big ‘I,’

we will not be attached to it, 

and we will not create problems 

for ourselves and others.” 

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Thank you, great teacher.

Your words live within. 

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But it was a feeling that made me See.

Truth is a recipe book.

It means nothing

until we cook.


A Forgotten Contemplation

A forgotten contemplation

a Prayer For God,

after a too hot bath

and too much wine.

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I am one life of billions and billions of lives that live(d) and die(d).

How small, how insignificant I am!

No one in history has not died.

No one in present or future will not die.

We are fragile, impermanent

and we fade like a flower past its shining moment.

But that shining moment,

What a miracle!

The realization of ephemerality

makes me feel meaningless,

yet invincible,

for the Life Force that animates me

is the Life Force that animates all life

Through All Time.

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I am that Eternal Life Force.

But the illusion of self

can make me forget.

What a prison,

yet a liberation

in a name,

in an identity

in an illusion of separateness

in an illusion of self.

May I cast this off at will and see,

There is No Death or Birth!

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For what purpose are we?

Is human identity and selfness,

is form in its myriad manifestations,

God’s way of experiencing through us,

Not Knowing?

How else may She experience

Discovery, Wonder and Mystery?

How else may She see herself,

Experience Herself,

if she is All,

save for an illusion of separation in Her Creations.

Then Life is Her Game,

Her Way to Pretend, Love, Play, Feel, Heal, Deal, See, Be . . .


Then She Creates for the same reason i do!

And even that Creation belongs to Her,

for it is my Maker that makes through me.

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May I be blessed with Eyes That See

That She May See Herself Through Me.

Is this what Rumi meant by

polishing the mirror?


Earth Tribe

Where is the Earth Flag,

waving above all the rest?

Where is the Earth Tribe?

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Diamond Sutra says,

There is no self,

no separateness.

We inter-are.

Our culture of inclusion and exclusion,

is delusion.

We inter-are with the human with no home

We inter-are with the human in the great house on the hill.

We inter-are with Earth and all Life on Earth.

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Plant, animal, and mineral cells coexist with human cells to form one human body.

Humans bodies can co-exist with Earth and all upon it to form One Earth Tribe.

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From Space we don’t see divisive lines and labels on Earth.

Three Words Awaken Earthbound Humans To This View.




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My Tribe Is ALL Life On Earth.

My Territory Is ALL Nations on Earth.

My Purpose, is to be at One with Tribe and Territory.

This is to respect boundaries, yet not restrict compassion.

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How does this look in real life?

At the market, my feeling of social anxiety is lost

when the illusion of separateness is lost.

This is my Tribe, we are gathered for purpose.

These are my neighbors, we are gathering food.

The market could not exist without our gathering.

We could not so easily gather food without the market.

It takes us all.

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When out and about I look around

I let go of Me/Us and Them.

This is my Earth Tribe, everyone I see,

we are gathered for purpose.

I sponsor a child in another country,

knowing it is not another country.

The child is of my Earth Tribe.

All I see is of my Earth Tribe.

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Expanding My Vision Of Tribe and Territory.

I lose the illusion of separateness,

I see Things as They Inter-are

and Move Toward Oneness.

One Earth.

One Tribe.