“As soon as you see something, you already start to intellectualize it. As soon as you intellectualize something, it is no longer what you saw.” ~ Shunryu Suzuki
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“It is precisely because impermanent, 
conditioned phenomena are unsatisfying
that we are motivated to awaken.
Seeing these characteristics clearly
becomes the cause of and
condition for liberation.”
Joseph Goldstein
Related Reading: “The End of Suffering”
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“I felt in need of a great pilgrimage,
so I sat still for three days.“
~ Kabir
I am wholeheartedly hoping to achieve some silence from my self this summer (2018), while I will try my best to ‘sit still’. Not “for three days” . . . that is certain when I am concerned. At least a few hours. Maybe . . .
How about you? Have you ever felt the need to not speak at all for a while? Or, just “sat still”? Please, tell me that doing so is possible! Even for someone like myself (chronic teacher’s disease . . .)
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*”instead of . . .”
i surprised him
the second he spotted me behind his mommy
his little darling body became a dance all by itself
his forever-smiling face made room for giggles
many many giggles
then joyous ‘come on, grandma!’s
hand in hand
eyes locked on mine
my little enormous sunshine!
‘you come to anne car’
ending in 1/3 of a question mark
with my yes already housed in his brightly shining heart
leaving his pre-school . . .
amid the two grown women’s chatter
as untainted as any voice can ever be:
“I love you, grandma!”
i love him so
his little sister too
that each of my exchanges with them
takes my breath away
and i think . . .
together we all get to breathe again
laughing
crying
eating
drinking
sleeping
celebrating
loving and being loved again
yet on the many other ends of our world
because of a few power-fed sick minds
and their equally loveless bribe-filled grinds
children die
die die die
and die again
*This poem was posted here once before. When I recently got to see my grandson and my granddaughter after a long period of time had passed, I could not help myself but re-visit that most memorable day.
From my newest book of poetry:
Aflame. Memoirs in Verse. Inner Child Press (August 2, 2017)
Available at inner child press
Also available at inner child press are the following:
Trance (December 12, 2013), my tri-lingual poetry book with my own translations between English, German and Turkish, and
An Aegean Breeze of Peace, a book of poetry that I have co-authored with
Demetrios Trifiatis (October 12, 2015)
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“Between the banks of pain and pleasure the river of life flows. It is only when the mind refuses to flow with life, and gets stuck at the banks, that it becomes a problem. By flowing with life I mean acceptance – letting come what comes and go what goes. Desire not, fear not, observe the actual, for you are not what happens, you are to whom it happens. Ultimately even the observer you are not. You are the ultimate potentiality of which the all-embracing consciousness is the manifestation and expression.” ~ Nisargadatta Maharaj
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