I Have Learned So Much

I Have Learned So Much I Have Learned So much from God That I can no longer Call Myself A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of Itself With me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even a... Continue Reading →

A Thousand Brilliant Lies

Someone Should Start Laughing I have a thousand brilliant lies For the question: How are you? I have a thousand brilliant lies For the question: What is God? If you think that the Truth can be known From words, If you think that the Sun and the Ocean Can pass through that tiny opening Called... Continue Reading →


"...night is here but the barbarians have not come. And some people arrived from the borders, And said that there are no longer any barbarians. And note what shall become off us without any barbarians? Those people were some kind of solution." Constantine Cavafy, Waiting for the Barbarians

Autumn Floods

The autumn floods had come.  Thousands of wild torrents poured furiously into the Yellow River.  It surged and flooded its banks until, looking across, you could not tell an ox from a horse on the other side.  Then the River God laughed, delighted to think that ll the beauty in the world had fallen into... Continue Reading →

What is there Beyond Knowing?

What is there beyond knowing that keeps calling to me?  I can't turn in any direcion but it's there.  I don't mean the leaves' grip and shine or even the thrush's silk song, but the far-off fires, for example, of the stars, heaven's slowly turning theater of light, or the wind playful with its breath;... Continue Reading →

Only Breath

This is a prelude to a new post coming tomorrow about the recognition of my loss of identity and others' need for 'the story'. Not Christian or Jew or Muslim Not Hindu Buddhist Sufi or Zen. Not any religion or cultural system. I am not from the East or the West. Not out of the... Continue Reading →

Angelic Doctor ~ Thomas Aquinas

And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thought; a sense of the sublime Of something far more deeply interfused, Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns. And the round ocean and the living ar, And the blue sky, and the mind of man: A motion and a... Continue Reading →

This Morning Say I AM You

When I woke up this morning, I felt my body pulsing in a manner not entirely my own.  It's not an unusual thing for me.  I always know I'm connected to you, he, she, that thing both within and without that connects us all.  It's not unusual for me to feel another's heartbeat alongside mine,... Continue Reading →

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