Practice, to begin within this seat of awakening, is just to bow to what happens and say,
‘Ah yes, this too,’ and feel your breath breathing itself in the midst of it all.
from hope to knowing…..
inquiry for today~ and when we breathe first, we can sense and feel…..
I thought the earth remembered me,
she took me back so tenderly,
arranging her dark skirts, her pockets
I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed,
nothing between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths
among the branches of the perfect trees.
All night I heard the small kingdoms
breathing around me, the insects,
and the birds who do their work in the darkness.
All night I rose and fell, as if in water,
grappling with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.