Poems: “Question” by Anna Kamienska

What’s it like to be a human the bird asked I myself don’t know it’s being held prisoner by your skin while reaching infinity   being a captive of your scrap of time while touching eternity   being hopelessly uncertain and helplessly hopeful   being a needle of frost and a handful of heat  …

“Lesson” by Alan Watts (on Oneness)

Now this lesson is quite simply this, that any experience that we have through our senses, whether of sound or of light, or touch, is a vibration. And a vibration has two aspects, one called “on” and the other called “off”. Vibration seems to be propagated in waves and every wave system has crests and…

POEMS: “Look at love” by Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi

“Look at love” Look at love how it tangles with the one fallen in love look at spirit how it fuses with earth giving it new life why are you so busy with this or that or good or bad pay attention to how things blend why talk about all the known and the unknown…

POEMS: “Standing deer” (on impermanence)

Standing Deer As the house of a person in age sometimes grows cluttered with what is too loved or too heavy to part with, the heart may grow cluttered. And still the house will be emptied, and still the heart. As the thoughts of a person in age sometimes grow sparer, like a great cleanness…

POEMS: “In This Dream of Manifest Existence”

In This Dream of Manifest Existence   In the Ecstasy of Your Embrace, duality Vanishes, For there is no space in which objects might appear, No duration of time, in which they might be perceived, And Vanished, as well, the subject perceiver. Neither Thou nor I exist, and yet… I Am. But here… in this…

“The spirit is the bouquet of nature” by Joseph Campbell

“The spirit is the bouquet of nature” The divine manifestation is ubiquitous, only our eyes are not open to it. Awe is what moves us forward. Live from your own center. The divine lives within you. The separateness apparent in the world is secondary. Beyond the world of opposites is an unseen, but experienced, unity…

POEMS: “Rest and Be Taken” by Adyashanti

Rest and Be Taken When there is deep abundance there is nowhere to abide. There is nowhere to rest or grasp onto and yet there is rest The sky abides yet it never rests. Neither can we say that the sky is not always at rest. We talk about the sky as if it were…