Monthly Archives: May 2013

  I arrived during the time of the Blue Galactic Storm, taking this specific form so that I could find You. I knew that You would always recognize me since I have never been other than You, though I appear … Continue reading →

The dusk sky does not complain when the evening stars come out, nor is the silence which prevails between the realms of day and night an indication of some absence. Ours is not a light that briefly shines, only to … Continue reading →

Across the dusky sky of mind all my birds of thought are leaving, yet somehow now I can’t stop smiling – this late at night, one bird keeps singing.   That bird is You, the One Who dreams this whole … Continue reading →

“When you arrive at the extinction of reality there is nothing but the spontaneity of pure potential, there is no other way to dance in the sky.” ~Khandroma Yeshe Tsogyel   The last Friend on Earth won’t be the one … Continue reading →

Scattered by Love in its mindless flight are worlds of all kinds where we sometimes alight. While some may be here of their own design, others arrive by the fruit of the vine. You’ve likely heard the old cliche of … Continue reading →

Sometimes I affirm. Sometimes I deny. Sometimes I neither affirm nor deny. Sometimes I affirm and deny, simultaneously. I am life – a paradox to the certainty-seeking mind, but never to a heart grown intimate with its own unqualified nature. … Continue reading →

In brilliant late light between blurred days of rain, fat cumulus clouds climb a sheer sheet of blue – a white pillow parade over deep purple hills. Still, why toy with adjectives which only obscure the pristine emptiness of this … Continue reading →

You dwell among the causes of death like a butter lamp standing in a strong breeze. ~Nāgārjuna I’ve heard it said that, while we live we’re busy making mind, but that mind we made while we were living becomes the … Continue reading →

Metaphors for life are bountiful – perhaps this one will still serve well: we seem born into a prison, each awakens in a cell. Every cell is different, but all share a certain something – for one thing, they’re all … Continue reading →

A mighty majesty is bearing us, singing us through the dreamtime. It has no mind for our inevitable failure, our failure to love beyond the dream. What it sees tonight is this: under the compelling influence of that filmy facsimile … Continue reading →