Category: 2021 spiritual

Allergic freedom

A good friend of mine
Once upon God’s time
I knew better than most
Developed a sixth sense.
You might call it an allergy
To absolutes and exclusivity
And to make one look good
At the expense of others.

He thought it a quality
And offered it as service
To strengthen and to purify
What he held sacred and dear
Specifically the holy scriptures
Of his chosen spiritual path
He so fully made his own
As he applied this trait.

But he was condemned
His service not welcome
In this most essential form
His dedication put in question
And his stature torn apart.

Deprived, rather freed
Of a crutch used so long
Forced to stand on his own
In the end it held its promise
Leading to spiritual freedom
As he rooted deep and firm
In divine light and sound
The very love of God.

Allergic freedom — Which way is up? And which way is down?

“Here is the cutting to the chase: There is a point at which your spiritual practice and your spiritual lexicon, your language for it, your concepts about what spirituality is, your accumulated experience of spiritual activity, just simply falls away. It becomes indistinguishable from living life. There is no difference between inner life and outer life, ideally.”
— from Not on the Radio with W. A. Mathieu, November 12, 2018

Prajnaparamita – प्रज्ञापारमिता – “Prajna is wisdom, and paramita means to cross over, or to reach the other shore. Our life can be seen as a crossing of a river.” — Q1

Is it worth mentioning
Generally best in silence
One on one -- or openly
What's the point to give
When it is visible to all
But none wants to see
Or just what fits so well
Into the frame one set
Often one-sided fixed
Then there are cracks
Accommodate reality
Cannot be restricted
Sides break through
Yet sooner than later
Disputes be settled
At once and for all
Like weeds pulled
With all their roots
Relegate to hedges
And karma dissolves
Detached free core
All earned every step
The way is the present
Just being and non-being
Practice light and sound
Soul and a golden heart
Not one nor two-sided
But free at long last
To mention in silence
So everyone may hear.

Prajnaparamita – प्रज्ञापारमिता

“When we hear the sound of the pine trees on a windy day, perhaps the wind is just blowing, and the pine tree is just standing in the wind. That is all they are doing. But the people who listen to the wind in the tree will write a poem, or will feel something unusual. That is, I think, the way everything is.” — Q2

“When you are you, you see things as they are, and you become one with your surroundings. There is your true self.” — Q3

From Zen Mind, Beginner’s Mind by Shunryu Suzuki — Q1 p. 69 — Q2 p. 88 — Q3 p. 95

No More Nor Less

Just be, no more nor less
All life aimed for more
Until, at last, here now
All that was, and will be
Finally just be so free
Relish the very moment
Blossoming the present
Space to think and feel
Remember and dream
Most of all experience
Indisputable and real
Flow of life and love
Dissolve rigid dogma
Flush out what holds
Dare to let go, detach
The notion of freedom
What can, and can not
Be just, not less or more.

“Just Be, No More” — an unintended short PentaCor pūjā