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into the darkness

April 21, 2012

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I felt that I was making real strides in my life by writing and questioning and going deeper. I had begun to penetrate the facade. I was quite proud of myself… Little did I know what was in store. On April 1, April Fool’s Day (seems quite significant for some elusive reason), I typed out […]

Living with Clenched Fists

April 21, 2012

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I find within myself a growing uneasiness about the world I live in. Things are not adding up. We say one thing and do another. The systems and organizations that we create tend to destroy themselves, or act like destruction is their purpose in life. When I learn to go beyond just seeing (things on […]

through the facade

April 21, 2012

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Suppose… just suppose that life might not be so much about “what’s right” and “what’s wrong” as it is about “what is in the heart”, learning to listen to what life is telling us, and living according to the light we have been given? Suppose… just suppose that there is more to life than what […]

a heart broken open

March 30, 2012

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Living life on the surface, never going below… anything… to the deeper things beneath. Oblivious… numb… lethargic… nostalgic… stagnant… I was cruising along at a high altitude, knowing what I think I know, doing what I think I should, living according to all the indicators apparent from the perspective of life on the surface. Then […]

real love

February 19, 2009

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  “I would not sing you to sleep But I would press my lips to your ear And hope the terror in my heart stirs you.” (Poem: “Lullaby” by Reetika Vazirani) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This poem is disturbing. Most of us don’t like to be disturbed. So we avoid things that stir us. This poem haunts me […]

tears in the night

October 13, 2006

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What is this phenomenon that surprises me in the night? I’m sound asleep, going about the business of life . . . waking, working, caring, crashing into a sound sleep. It works for me. It is a generational pattern that works. It carries its own momentum. It keeps me going. I need these patterns to […]