ONENESS WITH BREATH
SOULUTION’S ALL ENCOMPASSING QUIET ANSWER
ELIMINATING ALL QUESTIONS
SIMPLY BEING THE QUIET ANSWER
BEYOND EARTHLY MEASURE
*See Note and More Information
(in Read More below Afternoon Photos)
re: the AMAZING "Rumi Visitor(s)" who Appeared as a
Deja Vu Synchroncity
at foot of Sand Dunes path
following Afternoon Beach Walk 2/7/20
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
— Jellaludin Rumi,
translation by Coleman Barks
at foot of Sand Dunes Path
CASTLES IN THE AIR
Phil Long (aka Phievalon)
It feels good to know the truth
And it feels good to avoid delusion
And we humans have cornered the market
On building castles in the air.
We trace eternity with vanishing lines,
on rented wings,
through borrowed time,
Hoping to discover—that our lives really matter.
We look for truth as if it could make a difference.
As if it could add a hair to our heads
or a beat to our hearts.
that aren't always behind the questions we ask
And we find that wanting to be loved
isn't quite the same, as loving to be wanted.
And so we settle,
for concrete castles,
though our vaporous souls bid us higher.
by cause and effect
We believe that miracles
must have reasons.
And so we seek for what we can hold
only to discover that we are held—by what we seek.
so brief that galaxies don't notice
We are an instant of awareness, perceiving,
We are hope;
A collision of particles
tasting meaning and purpose
And searching the stars for a possibility
with a question...
We ask "Why?"
and darkness answers
with empty echoes from space.
and exploding silence
wrenches truth from mindless chaos.
until open hearts
hear a voice that deafens...
But we reach into fractured rainbows
for monochrome mystery
We polish knowledge
as if wishing over enchanted lamps
We speak incantations of hope
into the senseless, churning void
breathing, material, madness,
And we have discovered that
It's good to know the truth
and it's good to avoid delusion
And we humans --
We’ve cornered the market on building
castles in the air.
TURN THE ATTENTION TO WHAT CANNOT CHANGE
BE WHAT YOU ARE
More notes re: "MILESTONE" RUMI VISITOR Occurrence 2/7/20
as we finished Afternoon Beach Session