stranger, almost stranger, not stranger, doesn’t matter which you are, i love you. you’d have to know me to know how true it is, but don’t feel like you have to know me. just know that i love you anyway, regardless, and just because. watching from distance, not needing to know your name; just seeing you, there, is beauty to me. live. love. laugh. believe. you ARE loved.

good stars above, this may be a ramble from my toes.

meet me in the canyon, just past dusk, where whispers sound like promises and night transmutes all lust, where shudders and sighs never tell lies where love is free and is fair where the thoughts and the skies are unendingly wise forever forever lives there

someone asked ‘what is sanity?’ and lo, the following ran off my fingertips like raindrops. hah. i dub it ‘an insane ramble’.

yes, i’m talking to you.

archival. a moment in which different choices are made, and the knowing of them as such.

recorded, then transcribed: where-the-wild-things-are-050907.mp3 do you remember that story? i do. mostly hazy, of course, but the memory of the feeling of it, strained through the various happenings of my life, blending and mixed down until it isn’t so much a memory of the story as the feeling that remembering the story brings.

today’s study is a deeper look into relative and absolute bodhicitta. the text, courtesy of H.E. Khenchen Rinpoche, from the book ‘Transformation of Suffering’.

my daughter wanted to make sure that what she sent for mother’s day wasn’t late. so she overnighted it. yesterday. i received it at work today and had one of those ‘uh oh’ moments…

Uninterrupted compassion is like a river. It does not tire or become discouraged. It is equal to the limits of samsara. – Drigung Bhande today’s lessons rests in the telling of the trials of Asanga as he struggles to purify his obscurations. how he wearied for trying to see Maitreya and, when he finally did, he cried out for Maitreya’s witholding of himself from view. but Maitreya responded saying it was not that he was ever less than present, it was only Asanga’s own obscurations that impeded his ability to see him. to prove this, he had Asanga carry him […]