It pains me
Envisioning my journals
Beloved words capturing my soul
Mouldering in my absence
As I fade to dust
Tag: meditation
A Meditation On Rumi
I adore Rumi. The wisdom within his poetry has long guided me.
Within this small line: the importance of faith. Not necessarily directed toward any particular diety. Simply regarding our community.
Our futures are unknowable until they become our past. Even then meaning slowly gets gleaned.
I live with a dangerous mindset: desiring to understand all the ramifications of a choice before I act. This impossibility risks paralyzing me. Often, it has. Losing opportunity out of fear? That’s sad.
I need to embrace that the way will appear when it needs to, and not a moment before. And that this way is good, it is for the best.
Believe the unknown and uncontrollable are not reasons to hide, to wait, relegating opportunity to vapor.
A morning meditation on Rumi
I adore Rumi. The wisdom within his poetry has long guided me.
Within this small line: the importance of faith. Not necessarily directed toward any particular diety. Simply regarding our community.
Our futures are unknowable until they become our past. Even then meaning slowly gets gleaned.
I live with a dangerous mindset: desiring to understand all the ramifications of a choice before I act. This impossibility risks paralyzing me. Often, it has. Losing opportunity out of fear? That’s sad.
I need to embrace that the way will appear when it needs to, and not a moment before. And that this way is good, it is for the best.
Believe the unknown and uncontrollable are not reasons to hide, to wait, relegating opportunity to vapor.
Thought of the Day: Ambition
Ambition can be savagely cruel, especially to those we love.
When we lose sight of the important, of what gives us life, even if we remain alive, we aren’t living.
Early Morning
Awake
Against my will
My uncontrollable mind
Second guessing my life
Every choice open to
Ridicule
Through my open window
A lone bird’s chatter
This strange, calm click
Answers my insanity
With a call
For tea
Contemplation
Staring out to see
This delicious solitude
Fragrant saltwater
This morning’s meditation
Sitting in stillness
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Today’s Thought of the Day
A cup; empty and full
Overflowing with sunlight
A cup: empty and full
Two sides of the same
Moment
Black History Month Meditation 2: Langston Hughes
Slowly I study the man
Delighting in imagery
Phrases bending to his will
And the flow of his heart
Slowly gazing into the soul of
Of a poet’s ghost
Tendrils of dreams
Glimmering in morning dew
Fading at the touch
Of my privilege