“Who are we, really?” the Zen koans demand, “Who is dragging this body around?” These questions force us to look directly at the consciousness that inhabits our body. It is as if we are in a movie theatre, completely lost in a variety of shows, romances, adventure films and nature films, comedies and tragedies, usually starring ourselves. Then we hear the instruction to look at the source of the movies on the screen. Turning our heads for the first time we recognize that all the movie images arise from a light source and a series of changing images projected by the light onto the screen. The light, clear and shining, is colored by the various forms on the film, yet its essential nature is pure and unchanging. Each moment of returning to consciousness offers a moment of freedom.  ~Jack Kornfield

there is an underlying belief system in place revolving around abundance and light…..maybe the shadows revive and offer solace as well…..

inquiry for today~  look a little closer into your shadows…….find the surprising stories and light leaks…….is it time to bring in light or to linger in shadow?

when the light is too soft

In the parched deserts of postmodernity a blessing can be like the discovery of a fresh well. It would be lovely if we could rediscover our power to bless one another. I believe each of us can bless. When a blessing is invoked, it changes the atmosphere. Some of the plenitude flows into our hearts from the invisible neighborhood of loving kindness. In the light and reverence of blessing, a person or situation becomes illuminated in a completely new way. In a dead wall a new window opens, in dense darkness a path starts to glimmer, and into a broken heart healing falls like morning dew. It is ironic that so often we continue to live like paupers though our inheritance of spirit is so vast. The quiet eternal that dwells in our souls is silent and subtle; in the activity of blessing it emerges to embrace and nurture us. Let us begin to learn how to bless one another. Whenever you give a blessing, a blessing returns to enfold you.  ~John O’Donohue