Poetry Game Day 5

There is no room within my heart for revenge, fire or hate there is no room within my mind for any thoughts like these. I cannot find the words to say just how it is I feel but I know from deepest hurt I must forgiveness find. The hurt that's been done to us cuts... Continue Reading →

Poetry Game Day 4

Bliss is not something to be got. On the other hand you are always Bliss. This desire [for Bliss] is born of the sense of incompleteness. To whom is this sense of incompleteness? Enquire. In deep sleep you were blissful. Now you are not so. What has interposed between that Bliss and this non-bliss? It... Continue Reading →

Peace Poetry Game Day 3

What keeps us alive, what allows us to endure? I think it is the hope of loving, or being loved. I heard a fable once about the sun going on a journey to find its source, and how the moon wept without her lover’s warm gaze. We weep when light does not reach our hearts.... Continue Reading →

What is Yoga?

With so many millions practicing yoga, it is interesting to note how many wonder what it really means. I was reminded of this after meeting a devoted yoga practitioner today. A few years ago, I was asked the question by a woman doing her yoga teacher's training. If all these gurus cannot agree on what... Continue Reading →

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑