thoughts on guilt, from a shared area, this, my reply to another asking for help on dealing with guilt.

perhaps the real struggle is not the sharing. sharing is easy, really. easier when it’s something given just to see another smile. ever notice that? when i give a five year old a quarter at the laundromat… unexpectedly… as a stranger… their eyes light up and they run and tell their mother and i can hear five year old enthusiasm, ‘MOMMA! CAN I GET A PIECE OF BUBBLEGUM!?!’ and it makes me smile. sometimes… when i’m trying to share something important to me, something that matters to me, something that serious affects my world view and how i feel in […]

this, in response to someone replying to my thought that perhaps we are, all of us, active Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, striving to liberate those around us, and on the nature of what wrathful compassion is in relation to severing attachments and aversions.

archival.

freshly home from my first visit to a local poet’s night. one word — wow.

i don’t read blogs as much as i write one… but every now and then i find a place that tickles my temporal lobes. this is definitely one…

splashing playfully, smiling, enjoying in every way.

sometimes, the timing of things just floors me.

dandelion-and-dendrite-011807.mp3 (a delicious mix courtesy of good friend and artist, ‘just’ available here: www.splicemusic.com ) dancing in the meadow misty morning mauves and lingering twilight twinkling the dandelion spun, run, won the race with a dew drop to the edge of the leaf hovering upon the tip quiver, shiver, sliver of moisture falling only to be caught by pyrite dendritic glistening radiant spike clipped, slipped, tumbling fragrant hair fanned wide seeds releasing bliss upon new breezes fool’s gold glimmer in the still, silent morn’ stoic mineral murmurs earthbound farewells as feathery, wafting, swirling, spinning dandelion dervishes, begin from ending spread […]

wowsah. you know, one of the coolest things about Buddhism is how it is literally reshaping my perspectives on people. i had not realize what a cynic i’d become until i started meeting people and having ‘all this Buddhism’ show me in some pretty interesting ways how others are delightful, precious, amazing, and utterly beautiful beings.