My thoughts of the morning -

And here is my morning free-write.   Jane and I are returning to our writing, which is a relief, after working to set up the social network, Connection Well.  We have now changed it, so one does not have to partner up.  You can just come and be inspired to write and share, or not, and comment, or not, on what other's share.   Let me know if you want an invite to check it out.

January 24, 2008

 

Karmic Appetite

 

The nature of mind is pure light.  Our experience of the world is passing waves on its surface.

 

It is raining and cold.

Tiger wants to go out, but instead he looks up at me,

the one who holds open the door.

He seems to be asking, “Why don’t you change the weather,”

as though mistaking me for God,

and maybe we all do that with our requests, forget that this movement of the elements is huge, is a vast sea and we are little bounced waves at work and play.

 

There is nothing to do, and there is.  We need to eat, unlike the waves.

They are camels striding, self-contained with water full to sloshing

in their humps.  

They break open on the shore, feast and eat, gobble and gobbled,

like Thanksgiving,

a cornucopia with one end closed,  and the other a wide opened mouth.

 

Where are we

in the waves of digestion?

Still beginning, chewed by teeth,

or floating in an organic sea,

enclosed in a whole,

that rises and sinks.