If you tire of the struggle,
love your life.
Vulnerability is next to godliness.
Mary taught me to let the soft animal of my body
love what it loves.
Let go of the purity path.
Rest in divine love
rather than circumstantial love.
Bring breath to the cells;
train in a new way of being.
Embody the insight:
Let Love Rule.
Trying to get rid of unwanted thoughts,
makes them want to hang around,
to see what they will miss.
Rejecting states of mind,
solidifies right and wrong,
strengthens isolation, and
feeds the illusion.
Rejoice, good sangha-
rejoice.
The mountain sings
praises to the flowing river.
For the steadfast stones,
the drifting branches,
the swimming salmon.
Surviving.
Writhing.
Thriving.
I pulled this one from the drafts page of my blog. This statue was in my front yard in Washington. I moved her and the flowers bloomed. I miss Washington where we had salmon in the creeks and trumpeter swans in the sky. Aloha Finnriver Farm. We hosted weekly meditations in our living room. Walking meditation on the land. We invited meditation to quell our insecurities as young parents and global stewards. Center Valley Sangha, Crystie Kisler, Finnriver Farm, mahalo nui loa.
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