Spiritual Practice


There is no spiritual practice more profound than being kind to one's family,

neighbours,

the cashier at the grocery store,

an unexpected visitor, the con in the next cell,

a stray cat or dog,

or any other of the usually 'irrelevant' or 'invisible' beings who may cross our paths

in the course of a normal day.

Certainly there are spiritual mysteries beyond description to explore,

but as we mature, it becomes clear

that those special experiences are only meaningful

when they arise from and return to

a life of ordinary kindness


Bo Lozoff





Where are you now, my good friend? Are you out in the field, in

the forest, on the mountain, in a military camp, in a factory, at

your desk, in a hospital, in a prison? Regardless of where you

are, let us breathe in and out together, and let the Sun of

awareness enter. Let us begin with this breath and this

awareness. Whether life is an illusion, a dream, or a wondrous

reality depends on our insight and our mindfulness. Awakening is

a miracle. The darkness in a totally dark room will disappear

the moment the light is switched on. In the same way, life will

reveal itself as a miraculous reality the second the Sun of

Awareness begins to shine.



Chagdud Tulku Rinpoche


There is a hole in my pavement

There Is a Hole in My pavement
Autobiography in Five Short Chapters
By Portia Nelson



Chapter One


I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the pavement.
I fall in.
I am lost…I am helpless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.



Chapter Two


I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the pavement.
I pretend that I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I am in this same place.
But, it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.



Chapter Three


I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the pavement.
I see it is there.
I still fall in…it’s a habit…but,
My eyes are open
I know where I am
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.



Chapter Four


I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the pavement.
I walk around it.



Chapter Five


I walk down another street.

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This Breathing Space


In this place of sunlit frosty mornings and big-sky-blue days

and velvet starlit nights of boundless space,

in this breathing space

we people from such different places

came along with kindly faces

to be touched by moments of humanities grace

in this breathing space.


In and out ..................in and out,

that's what this breathing stuff's about

and the delicate spaces in between

just to be in ...................just to be

me and you...................and you and me

present in this place of space

with our 'community of souls'

with our 'union of beings'

in this space to find knowledge shared,

experiences gained,

and drops of wisdom poured............to be breathed in as one

just in.................and out..................one breath.



As we sit with one another now

breathing in ...................and breathing out

pausing again in between..........just to be,

to feel, to see

all of us here, our transient community

where even love has sometimes shown its face

its' kindly face

inside this ........................Our Breathing Space


David Oldham



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