Compassion starts with yourself

   “Chronic remorse, as all the moralists are agreed, is a most undesirable sentiment. If you have behaved badly, repent, make what amends you can and address yourself to the task of behaving better next time. On no account brood over your wrongdoing. Rolling in the muck is not the best way of getting clean.”

― Aldous Huxley

United We Stand, Divided ......

We should lean against each other more
In such a stange world as this
That can make you scared
And even make you believe in that lie called death.

We should support each other ---
Give more warmth
In such a demanding world as this.

Let all movement
Gently yield something of God....
For all in existence is just spinning
Like this sweet Earth...
In a divine currrent.
                                      Hafiz, Sufi poet/mystic

Memorial Day, May 26, 2014

A Quiet Morning

A quiet morning,

   No blaring news.

Nothing to disturb

   But the clicking of the prayer wheel,

And a passing robin’s shadow.

We are waiting for the sun

   To warm the air 

So we can mow the grass...

Such a violent, bloody practice!

The bugs are here – at last? Really?

Such wonderful creatures though …

    So many legs!

Not just two, like us,

And you would think four would be sufficient ---

But six, eight – Oy! – 50 or more!

Really?

Why would ANYone need so many legs?

Do they get anywhere faster?

Are they so heavy they need such support?

And where, oh where could they possibly get

Enough socks and shoes to match so many legs?

---If they were us?

Maybe that's why grandmas knit so much.

No, for them … barefoot is best,

I guess.

It’s a quiet morning,

   No blaring news,

Just the clicking of the prayer wheel

And a passing robin’s shadow.

Agd 5.9.14