Saturday, February 19, 2011

The Words Of Shantideva by Dean Solon

"May the fearful become fearless;
 May those oppressed by grief find joy;
 May those who are anxious
 Be rid of their anxiety and feel secure.

 May health come to the sick;
 May they be free from every bondage;
 May those who are weak find strength,
 Their minds tender towards each other.

 As long as space remains,
 As long as sentient beings remain,
 Until then, may I too remain
 And help dispel the miseries of the world."

                                                                     (Bodhicaryavatara, Chapter X)

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

In The Loop by Dean Solon

sitting...with the web.

with a web, extending outwards into the furthermost reaches of the Great Big Sky universe.  with a thread, connecting all expression and forms of the cosmos, gossamer-like lattice linking everything and every one.

each of us a piece, a portal, a presence.  each of us tuning in and tuned in.  each of us in the mix, each in the flow, each of us in the loop.  the web, a thread connecting, linking, all that Mind, as Consciousness, as White Light, as Sensitivity, as Being.

seeing it, feeling it, being it, now.  present-moment alertness and awareness of the web---THIS web of being---now.

being awake to and with and as the web not-limiting to some future moment or to some distant lifetime;  seeing this, feeling this, being

space-time continuum, as the nearly infinite rays of the sun, unfolding, converging, presenting, here, now.

you in the flow, you in the loop.  you are the flow, you are the loop.  you are the web, you are the thread.  you are a piece, a portal, a presence.

you a presence in a vast, expansive and expanding, nearly-infinite ocean of Presence.

sitting, some indeterminate time later, with a vow of intention:
     "As long as space endures
      As long as sentient beings remain
      May i too abide
      And dispel the miseries of the world"