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Poem: Who is the painter on the empty canvas?
Why seek to understand an endless puzzle of memories, conditioning, trauma, thoughts, problems to solve? Why? Why even ask why? When a...
Oct 14, 2023


Poem: Living as love
We can never start too soon Be Love outside the practice room. Dissolving the separation Between life and meditation. Watching every breath we breathe Checking intentions when we speak. Fucking honest when we need Raw, flawed, and pretension-free. Picking glass up from the street To protect another's feet. Not feeling special or heroic And not judging the one who throwed it. But because we care and feel devoted And wish we could clean up the whole Ocean. We breathe in heated
Sep 5, 2023


Poem: The unchanging in you and me
I play out infinite different forms Each time I die and I’m reborn. I am not who I was before And also tomorrow I won’t be I am not even...
Jul 2, 2023


Poem: I am here to save the world.
Don’t get me wrong. I am here to save the world. I am a mad idealist. I am crazy. …or perhaps sane enough to believe, That if every...
Dec 12, 2022


Poem: The echo of insight
When the spine is beautifully supple and erect And one touches in a glimpse the space between two breaths One returns with a love that...
Nov 4, 2022
