Open Road Meditation & Mindfulness Dialogue

 

 

I find it interesting how my mind works.

—Michel Deforge

 

September 15, 2021

 

The Open Road Meditation & Mindfulness Dialogue is one year old! Our first dialogue came out on September 15, 2020. Happy Birthday to us! Nancy had the lovely idea of looking back over the last year, and remembering together some of what we’ve shared. Here goes!:

 

In segregation we have paintings of different scenes….since putting this wisdom of Thich Nhat Hanh in perspective you see more than a painting. For it opens my eyes to the time, the painter, the painter’s years of art skills, everything down to what makes paint…paint. There are so many miracles that came together to make these paintings! It’s amazing. Now I try to be mindful of what miracles come into place to make people I meet, foods I eat….

 

Often in my experience of living in prison there have been “rules” or “discriminating views” on this or that person. There is an atmospheric influence that enforces racial segregation and fuels hate amongst others. It’s follow the rules, or the road. (As of late, the Road is wide open and lovely. Join me?) Harboring one train of thought as truth, and not having an open heart and open mind, blurs the hidden beauty of truth in others—obstructed by societal upbringings, social media, and other major influences. Abandonment of views, or opinions, is an ice pick of relief, chipping away the cold ice of hate, oppression, single-mindedness, and when you can finally free yourself from the icy blur of lies and deceit, you will find that what you thought was truth was an obstacle holding you from seeing the beauty in the soul of everyone/everything. Having an open heart, open mind, and leaving the views you’ve been taught, you will learn so much, and be able to see life, and live life, with deeper meaning, and understanding.

 

I send all the Open Road/M & M family and the world Peace Love Happiness and Good Vibes. You all are beautiful and deserve the most!

 

—Jake Green

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I am the good man.

I am the good decisions that I make.

I am compassion, I do not fake.

I am kindness, I am love.

I am by choice, not by chance.

I am intent, not happenstance.

I am in servitude of good.

I am alive and I am living.

I am grateful I am.

 

—Joseph Opyd

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By being mindful I have learned that there is value in all situations. While I suffer I learn, while I’m happy I learn. Mindfulness is our tool to dig through the layers of our minds and be really truly in the moment, allowing us to remove reaction and embrace each event for what it is truly worth, “good,” or “bad.”

 

—Cody Dalton

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I find myself, my soul, my beliefs and my being saturated in belonging—belonging to a love so deep, so real, so unreal. Coming from a life of nothing and going to a life full of love I never knew I could be a part of. A love that I knew was there, there for others, but for me…well, it was only window shopping.

 

Now I long to be drenched in the core of my soul, always and forever drowning in this love, this love that has pierced my cosmic veil. This love for all, for beauty, for the ones who opened so many doors into and onto the mind, heart and truth that dwells within my being….

 

Blessings,

Peace,

Joy,

Unconditionally

Love

All

There is in Life

 

—Rocky Hutchinson

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The most important thing about life–greater than any discovery, creation, or attainment—is the simple fact that we are alive….If we open our eyes and ears we can remember how fantastic it is, how precious, how exciting, how beautiful, how crazy it is that we are here. We have arrived. We are not only alive but we can be aware of our life and we can appreciate our life. Meditation practice is taking time to appreciate this amazing fact…. 

 

When I say “my body” or “my mind” there is a presumption of separation. There is “I” and there is “my body” and the two are at odds with each other. “I” want to “control my body” or “I” want to “control my mind” but who is this “I” who thinks it can chop pieces off of the whole and then control them?….

 

The body is not some dog that has to be beaten into submission. But neither is it some dog that has to be well fed and trained. It is the very matrix of my being. It is the finest intelligence, awareness, the consequence of a billion years of evolution. It perceives the world and it simultaneously creates the world. There is no brain without the body…and no heart, either.

 

In Buddhism they say the first prerequisite for enlightenment is a human birth. 

 

There’s a famous Zen story in which a person brags that his master can walk on water. Another student says, “My teacher can also perform miracles. When he is tired he sleeps; when he is hungry he eats.” To me this story has infinite implications and ramifications. 

 

What is purity?—what is purification? Meister Eckhart said, “To be pure is to have no thoughts.”

 

How to have no thoughts? Listen, listen, listen. 

 

I feel that “tapas”—purification—is listening, with all the connotations of that beautiful word. When I am listening, there is no division. If I am listening and the voice of division arises, it is just another sound like the song of the bird or the beep beep beep of the truck backing up…it has no more “authority” than that. 

 

If I listen, I can sleep when I am tired and eat when I am hungry.

 

—Howard Thoresen

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I do truly believe that all humans are worthy of being loved, so I guess that includes myself. Dang it! I know the best thing I can do for myself is continue to live a healthy clean life, love others, and surround myself with like-minded people….My hope is that someday I will be a successful productive member of society, and when that child inside comes calling I can reassure him that we have the tools to live a healthy life, and everything is going to be okay….

 

Love can come from some very unexpected places when you least expect it and you may need it the most. It is an amazing thing that people are out there that care for their fellow humans. Even when the love might not be directed at you personally, to see others loving others can have a huge impact on people. Reading all of your words and the newsletters has been great. When I see that type of thing it makes me want to be a better, more loving and compassionate person. It is infectious.

 

I recently lost my father who was killed in a tragic motor vehicle accident. He was my rock and I was so looking forward to spending time with him when I got home. I tried to be strong at first, but I started to slip into a very lonely dark place within a month. Nothing made sense and I felt fearful. Then I started to get unexpected support from the community where I grew up. A friend from the past reached out to me and we have been speaking ever since. Their love and support has seen me through the worst of it, and I am feeling excited again about going home and continuing my father’s legacy. Love is a beautiful thing and it knows when you need it most, how others’ compassion and understanding can bring you through dark times and make you feel hopeful again. Neat! Let’s all keep loving one another for the sake of those that may not know they need it.

 

—Aaron Gilbert

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I have taken up golf in my old age, just by accident, since I live a few blocks from a golf course, I thought I would try it just to see what it was like. That was last spring. I quickly found that I loved the game. It is a practice of putting mind and body together in a challenging physical ritual, and at it’s best there is a mystical experience to be had….fleetingly.

 

Yesterday I played 18 holes particularly badly and came home feeling very frustrated. Of course I went out this morning and practiced, and did a little better, almost certainly because I wasn’t trying too hard to do well.

 

Then I came home, turned on my computer, and read Beginner’s Mind. It came like a ray of light that if I can play with beginner’s mind, I will no longer get frustrated. I will probably play better too, although that won’t matter any more (yes it will).

 

—Ken Margolis

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All life, particularly including prison life, is often filled with ambiguities and heartfelt remorse for past actions and a need for new beginnings.

 

Zen philosophy speaks to this concept: Always be a beginner, always start with a fresh mind. Few concepts may be as important to success  in prison reform as new beginnings.

 

Peace and Love,

 

—Jerry Smith

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Once again, Thây emphasizes that now is all that is and everything I need is already present, here in and/or with me now. When I go looking out there (outside myself)—to others, to the past, to any possible future, to things to places—I can never find peace, whatever I am seeking. When I begin to turn inward, embracing what is within me already, I find peace, freedom, happiness: nirvana. It’s all right there, just waiting for me to find it, as it always was….

 

It is amazing what a few days of not mindfully breathing, or purpose (practicing) can do to my mental state—more mercurial and more affected by influences. (grrr) It’s my own doing. I can’t blame anyone. Maybe…I can just relax, breathe; and let it be what it is…? (Breathing…) How funny. Today is about bodhichitta and a “goal” of practice—to, ultimately, be able to aid/relieve the suffering of others. Wow! It’s funny because I see myself, right now, being very deep in my own mud/suffering. Getting better, or anything positive, is so far from my experience of now. And, forget about being of help or benefit …Yet, even now, I may learn, and from my learning, another may derive a benefit….

 

Wouldn’t that be wonderful? If we could get many to meditate and peace were to spontaneously erupt. Then, as a result of all the peaceful people and the contagious nature of peace, that Peace broke out all over the world. What would that world look like? Would it be astonishing or amazing? Or, would we all, as active meditators, know it was what we expected to occur?

 

—Michel Deforge

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All My Relations

 

I want to thank all my relations

for this chance to be on Earth

in her time of flourishing; to thank 

the First People of this place, the 

Multnomah people, the Clackamas,

Molalla, Tualatin, & Chinook, to honor 

their sovereignty in long and continuing 

relation, still teaching us how we might

be here together; to thank my mother and father, 

moon and sun, for setting me forth before 

their own passing on; to thank my grandmother

who listened to me so eloquently I learned

to listen to my own heart and mind, to find

stories and songs there; to thank my family 

and friends, and all citizens and travelers 

who study and work for deeper kinship 

in this place, with one another, and with 

all creatures, one Earth, visible, palpable, 

fragile, intricate, resonant, in need of our

better stories. I want to thank you 

who have gathered to receive what I have 

carried here — in hope that something

I have may meet something you need,

so all our relations may be strengthened

for the life we live together.

 

—Kim Stafford

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For me, it’s been a struggle my whole life to just “sit there” and not “be” with so many things constantly on my mind. It’s been nice to just be in the moment and focus on form, breathing and not everything else. For me to truly be there in that moment I cease all those fleeting thoughts for those 30 minutes every other day. Then, when I’m done, I enjoy the practice so much I begin doing stretches while practicing mindfulness. This has become my favorite part of my days lately, and it’s very peaceful. I encourage everyone to, at the very least, stretch and practice just being.

 

—Jeff Kuehner

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My friends, I must be honest. I have written this paper six times over!

 

I started out writing about good and evil, page 156. Setting out, I had in mind an ideal of vanquishing good, evil and the universal duality….But I lost!

 

Duality has successfully wriggled its little fingers into every last nook and cranny; it won’t be going anywhere soon. And after thwarting my attempts at the highest level, it opened my eyes….

 

Duality seems to offer a reasonable solution, and offers the key to any that seek.

 

Could co-existing be the harmony we seek, could it shine light on the hidden path? The wonder of wonders keeps me wondering still…

 

I have been limiting myself for a very long time, but, thankfully, we all can change!

 

I’ve come to the conclusion that indifference will never do. Balance, on the other hand, is a very different story. When using both the positive and the negative, you allow them to cancel each other out….

 

I’ll make my last stand with a final quote from the Hsin Hsin Ming: “…to accept everything is to be enlightened…”

 

peace & love & everything else

 

—Joshua Barnes

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So often when an emotion arises that I don’t want to have I bury it. But what happens when there is no more room for them?

 

This practice of mindful breathing to calm the storm or just wait it out without incident is the key, for me, to getting through many a bad day.

 

There are many forms of breathing. The point I am trying to make is: let’s just take a look at what is going on in the inside of us, grab ahold of it and examine it under a practice of mindfulness, calm breathing, and then maybe we can get a better understanding of what it is that makes us tick…or get ticked off.

 

—Brandon Gillespie

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My homework for today: study my distress and dissatisfaction. Doctors, nurses, and therapists use this format to diagnose physical/mental ailments, the SOAP format. Bhikkhu Analayo recommends applying the same format to our distress. Identify the problem by its (S) subjective and (O) objective components, (A) assess the cause, and then make a (P) plan. My problem today and every day is that I WANT THINGS TO BE DIFFERENT than they actually are. That person shouldn’t be rude. The rules shouldn’t be so arbitrary. The soup should not be so hot, and it definitely should never be cold. The subjective is my experience of distress/dissatisfaction/discontentment. The objective, the cause of my distress, is my desire for things to be different. (Notice the cause is NOT the “errant” situation!) The assessment is that I really need to learn how to accept things as they are OR be more effective in making necessary changes (complaining is not changing). The plan, using the jargon of this meditation tradition, is the Eightfold Path, or learning to behave differently, shift my mental focus, and learn to understand how the world actually works, as opposed to how I fantasize it works. YTH #7, 19, and 317 relate to this.

 

—Shad Alexander

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WITHOUT

 

Picture nothing.

 

Nothing is pictured.

 

And then everything food sex stoplight

yoga mat grocery bag little gnat—

 

as through a valve

in the middle of that pictured

nothing:

 

it all comes rushing

like sparks

jetting in the void.

 

The ocean goes back in the bottle

only when you ignore it.

 

I flit from station to station,

knowing nothing of meditation.

 

And I seek out mute buttons

as if there are more than one,

as if it is something that exists

 

without.

 

Happy early 70th birthday! As my present to you, I’ve written a poem in your honor:

 

AFTER

 

And you may find that you have nothing

to say, and that’s okay. The bird

 

you pictured now because that’s the way

the brain works

 

and the concentric circles of its song—

they are always there. Jung defined

 

the unconscious as everything

you have forgotten, everything

 

you’re not currently thinking about,

and everything you do not know.

 

That narrows it down.

So the conscious mind is really

 

only very little of what goes on—

like a lightbulb compared to the dawn.

 

—Alex Tretbar

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I so desire to be one with nature, to be in the woods, smell the fresh air and hear only nature. To touch Mother Earth and for her to touch me, feeling her embrace. It has been way too long for me feeling pure nature, and reading #358 at first made me feel sad for what I have been missing, but then I read it again, seeing that “Whenever she sees us suffering, she will protect us.” In this moment I am in now, she is protecting me with the knowledge that soon I will have the chance to feel the woods and her embrace once again. I cannot wait for that day….

 

Somehow, over the years, a slow chip away happened. I found my true mind, and in doing so I no longer only saw my afflictions, but saw much more. Call it enlightenment. I no longer concentrated on my deluded mind or thoughts, which in turn, I suppose, allowed me to truly heal my affliction that got me here to prison. I am still not perfect by far, none of us are, but I truly believe I have healed enough now to start my next chapter in life. A life outside these fences. A life as me and who I am. A life that will allow me to continue to heal and better who I am, the person I know I am and want to be.

 

—Joshua Underhill

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I am here

I see (or hear or touch) some thing

I know it 

Yes (tiny smile) I am meditating

My knowing it

My seeing

and my being here

are somehow 

related Yes (chuckle to myself) I am ok

somehow divisions

are eased

can I “feel”

how you also

are breathing

can I deeply 

understand

that the 

water from a

cloud

is my relation?

the light and gray

colors from

that cloud

come all the

way here

luminous here

can these hard

lines

these

seeming forever

walls

be continually

“eased” “understood”

“held” like a child

I am dissatisfied

crying inside like

a wailing child

or a crazy politician

can I remember

what I said

above

I am here

my fear my dissatisfaction

is here also

but I am holding (embracing) it

like my own mother

like my own niece

like my own beloved lover

I am not

killing my fear my dissatisfaction

my crying child

I am embracing them

breathing a long side

belly and fear

are not unrelated

are they?

Forever

smile

laugh (to yourself – don’t let them

know you are crazy)

I can even

start to

think of your

breathing your

thinking

your pain

as my relation

although these sentences are calming

can you

sit here

for a few seconds

or a short time

without reading

these sentences

just sit here

with the satisfaction

breathing

then with the dissatisfaction

breathing

the pain of the

world is also

yours

smile you are Good

continue forever

make up your

own writing your own

song of the open

let it in form us and

you

how to dance our

loving meditating 

 

—Alan Benditt 

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Meditation, it seems to me, is like detox for the mind. Similar to the way our bodies need detoxing when we’ve indulged in too much for too long, our minds can become saturated with noise to the point where an intervention is required. The remedy is the same for both the body and the mind: let go of the indulgence. Quit drinking. Quit thinking. Keep still.  

 

The uncluttered awareness of the meditative mind reconnects us with the elemental beauty of life. Clarity returns. The painful sense of isolation diminishes.  How can we not feel gratitude for such an exquisite and accessible way to restore ourselves?

 

—Bill Faricy

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Everyone who meditates probably hears about some far-off experience called “enlightenment” that’s had only after years of heroic meditation sitting in a cave. When you read this verse, you might think that’s what’s being described, but I don’t think the author intended that. In a certain sense, there’s something in us that’s always focused, never distracted. It was working when you first opened your eyes this morning and looked out on your world. It was a wordless awareness that heard every thought you’ve had today, and it monitored your heartbeat and your respiration when you were deeply asleep. If you look for it, you can’t see it, and you can’t say anything about it, other than that it Is….

 

—Andy Larkin

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In meditation I was made aware of the fact that I have forgotten to smile…for quite a long time. In fact, I have been unable (chosen not) to read, think about, write about, many things. I have been unwilling to communicate in many ways, including with myself, or the larger consciousness. I feel a failure (no lectures, please). Realizing that I had stopped taking my “smiling medicine,” I became aware of a song I wrote as part of a song writing challenge here at DRCI a while back. I share the lyrics despite the fact that I believe that song lyrics often don’t translate well to silent poetry. So, if any of you are “anti-rhymers”—read no further. Rhyme facilitates meter, which combines in powerful ways with melody & harmony, in my not so humble opinion. Maybe sometime I will be able to share this in its entirety, it is the best advice I can offer myself & others. Thank you so much for The Open Road in both forms, much anticipated, highly appreciated.

 

Learning To Smile

 

Without a smile, I walk a mile

Smilin’ just not my style

I miss my friends, I miss my wife

I miss my outside life

 

But there’s beauty to see

Air to breathe

Thoughts to think and hear and be

 

A smile overcomes all grief and pain

It takes me home again

So I force a smile, walk that mile

Smilin’ might become my style

 

Because there’s beauty to see

Air to breathe

Thoughts to think and hear and be

 

So, check out this smile, it’ll be here a while

It helps me through this trial

My spirit lifts, the smile grips

My mood and won’t let go

 

So there’s beauty to see

Air to breathe

Thoughts to think and hear and be

 

I’m alive, I’m headed home

When I smile I’m free

 

—T. String Clements

© 2019

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Greetings to this worthy sangha…. 

 

There can be many ways to meditate, but the paths all converge at the same goal. What is that goal?   

 

An inner quietude, an inner fortitude, an inner gratitude, an inner clarity, an inner affection, an affection both that we have tasted from others and from Nature, and an affection that we have within us as a treasure to share with others. This manifests as universal good will. These are all primary indicators of successful meditation….

 

  Sitting meditation is not for everyone.  Sometimes in the case of trauma survivors, sitting and observing one’s thoughts can be too triggering.  The state and fruits of “Meditation” can be attained not only through sitting, but also if done whole-heartedly through, among others things – walking, running, dancing, drawing, singing, cooking, conversing, writing, communing with nature, laughing, sharing affection, or simply taking a moment to feel comfortable in one’s own skin and feel open to what arises. Then the practice becomes to be prepared to treat everything which arises (within and without) with generosity, uprightness, patience, enthusiasm, concentration, and  wisdom.

 

I invite and welcome any additions, corrections, questions or comments from the sangha. I will be happy to respond and continue the conversation. With Love and Best Wishes to all…

 

—Peter Oppenheimer

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Meditation and Mindfulness are simply the Art of paying attention. This is the most wonderful time of year, when we can first take a walk outside after a cold winter and enjoy seeing the new life that comes, without any need but the energy of life. The pink azaleas have bloomed, and the magnificent magnolias. The ground is polka dotted after a wind with plum blossoms. This week on my son’s farm, three sheep have given birth to one lamb each. Each one a surprise because their winter wool hides the mamas’ full bellies. Surprise and awe are two of the gifts of a happy life….

 

Last week, I went to Walla Walla to help take care of my grand kids while their parents worked there for a few days. It was joyful and freeing to be out after covid vaccines, no masks necessary in the outdoors. The bare hills and the towering rock walls with giant wind mills are a huge contrast to our home landscape in Portland in the cedar trees and lush spring greens and reds of rhododendrons, yellow tulips, orange poppies.  I hadn’t been on I-84 going East for more than a year. The last time was visiting at Two Rivers. On our return we came past the prison. And I was filled with the feeling of being home and homesick at the same time. It was hard not to be able to come inside.  So we stopped, went down to the river and I meditated with you, just breathing the same air. Being at ease. And I pictured the banner that hangs in the trees at Plum Village when one arrives on retreat.  It blows gently in the breeze with Thay’s calligraphy that says, “You have arrived. You are home.” It was a wonderful moment of being home.  We are always arriving, right here, right now. This was most refreshing, and I felt grateful for having been welcomed there always, in that magical, loving dialogue group.   

 

—Katie Radditz

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 white orchid

Waxy petals unfurl slowly against the tropical earth pale insects burrow in drawn by fragrance escaping molecule by molecule through soft loam surrounding the tendril of whitened stem piercing soil branching off a flower then another creeping underground this life unseen unheeded above ground our life drawing sustenance from the dark explosion   

 

—Deborah Buchanan

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Walking is as simple as putting one foot in front of the other. But we often find it difficult or tedious. We drive a few blocks rather than walk in order to “save time.” When we understand the interconnectedness of our body and our mind, the simple act of walking like the Buddha can feel supremely easy and pleasurable.  (Thich Nhat Hanh, from Your True Home)

 

Let’s start with that first sentence: “Walking is as simple as putting one foot in front of the other.” I said I was not going to dwell on my foot surgery any longer, but this short passage just spoke to me with force.

 

This ‘recovery’ from a supposedly minor operation is taking much longer, with a few more uncertain results possible, than I was led to expect. Complications, infection, antibiotics, more doctor appointments and different approaches have been accompanied by a range of emotions on my part. Eager anticipation, determination, trust, puzzlement, frustration, doubt, fear, elation, discouragement, encouragement—you name it, I’ve felt it. Acceptance hasn’t yet set in…

 

So since February 25, “walking is as simple as putting one foot in front of the other” has been a dream—and a mockery. I dream of the moment I can get my swollen foot into a shoe and then put one foot in front of the other, but the result is that I treasure the thought of that simple act. Is that what it takes to treasure life? Why is it that we have such difficulty appreciating these present moments, these simple acts, and just hurry through them to get to the ‘next thing?’

 

The gift in all of this is that I have slowed down, learned deep appreciation for the simple act of walking (and plenty of other things), learned thoughtfulness, awareness and appreciation, and come to cherish the interconnectedness of my mind and body, which this situation has certainly amplified.

 

Thay likes to invite people to smile and appreciate a non-toothache. A simple practice.  Thank you for reminding us.

 

—Jude Russell

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Takes a heap of meaning to make a body happy

 

There have been complaints these days about meaninglessness.

 

The spiritual end of our civilization seems to have broken down. We were originally set up to be monotheistic, and not polytheistic. The gods were banished and all space taken by Jehovah on his golden throne. That worked through the Middle Ages, but the Industrial Revolution put a spoke in the wheel. Almost unnoticed, the gods started coming back.

 

There are those who would turn Jehovah out and bring the gods back. Monotheism, polytheism, whatever. The important thing is to live a meaningful spiritual life. But a lot of Christians, Muslims and Jews are invested in monotheism, which is the idea that if there is one god there can’t be many. Logic won’t allow it. Others say that religion needs to be founded on paradox, in which case, there can be one god or many, depending on your visionary angle.

 

—Charles Erickson

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let’s pretend

 

instead of pretending that we are afraid

that we must improve

that we have enemies

that the future will arrive someday

 

let’s pretend everything is sacred

pretend this is Paradise

pretend every moment is precious

pretend we love everyone

 

pretend our joy knows no bounds

pretend we are the whole wide world

 

—Johnny Stallings

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Rhyming With Thich Nhat Hanh

 

Once upon a cloudy day

a wandering poet lost his way

a busy yard-sale he passed by

drew him back, he wondered why

Browsing through a battered trunk

he found a book by a Buddhist monk

Thich Nhat Hanh was the writer’s name

interconnection, his basic game

the young man skimmed in search of clues

a garden of thoughts, so many to choose

the path being offered was simple but steep

and spelling that name, a Grand Canyon leap…

 

—short excerpt from a poem by Nick Eldredge

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Mindful

Every day

I see or hear

something

that more or less

 

kills me

with delight,

that leaves me

like a needle

 

in the haystack

of light.

It was what I was born for—

to look, to listen,

 

to lose myself

inside this soft world—

to instruct myself

over and over

 

in joy,

and acclamation.

Nor am I talking 

about the exceptional,

 

the fearful, the dreadful,

the very extravagant—

but of the ordinary,

the common, the very drab,

 

the daily presentations.

Oh, good scholar,

I say to myself,

how can you help

 

but grow wise

with such teachings

as these—

the untrimmable light

 

of the world,

the ocean’s shine,

the prayers that are made

out of grass?

 

—poem by Mary Oliver, shared by Ronni Lacroute

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These days I practice my mindfulness most often out in nature where I’ve come to realize all things carry the same spark I carry in my own heart and each thing I observe becomes “the best part.” There are no saints…or sinners, no self-righteous…no condemned, everything is on equal terms. I’ve concluded not only do I belong to the human tribe, I also belong to the life tribe, and strive to conduct myself accordingly.

 

I thank all who have touched my life in such a positive, kind, and loving way—you now live in me!

 

And I will not forget you.

 

Peace and love

—Abe Green

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You are equally as beautiful as the universe.

—tag on a Yogi Tea bag

 

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