Only One, True Sangha (Community)

We all want to belong.

We all want to experience

meaning and purpose.

We all want to know love.

Therefore, we join ---

I marry.

I am Christian.

I am Jewish.

I am Buddhist.

I am Muslim.

We can say the same

for culture or politics ---

I am American.

I am French, Chinese, Democrat.

But the real Sangha (community of one mind and heart)

is more basic,

and even as it is so simple a concept,

it is difficult to achieve ---

I am human.

And every practice

born of "religion" (which means to link together, to be of one mind and heart),

or born of culture,

when stripped of its veneer of

language, ritual, dogma

and Teacher ---

is the same.

I am human.

I am soul.

I am Soul.

Therefore,

manage your own journey,

but respect every road

which leads home.

agd

September?

Hot, sultry Saturday morning,

80 degrees at 10 am --

a bit warm for Sept. 10, 2016,

the effects of a world

enamored with industry

and progress.

And life just follows

the seasons….

a leaf parachuting to earth

in joy and abandon.

Leaves swirled by the changing winds

born of cool and warmth,

the tans and browns

of grasses due to the heat

and no rain.

A stick bug clinging to the wall

for a time, then disappearing

into the vegetation - so clever!

Wooly caterpillars humping

their way across the road,

Good luck!

But the heat,

the humidity…

almost too much to bear,

will be forgotten in

the short, icy days of January.

Thank God for central air!!

agd

A Moment

Alone with Clio,

her pearl-white body bent,

pressing gently against by shoulder,

her cool skin warming

with the touch of my embrace

and with the wrapping of my thighs,

and with the warmth of my breath,

her voice sweetens

and sparkles in my soul --

a tune inspired

only Clio and I can sing.

agd