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Posted on Feb 2nd, 2008 by siafu   : si@fu siafu
 

 

 

the journey

unfolds...

 

hands

figuratively

working in tandem -

tearing apart the armour

which

protects

the inner space...

 

what is it

that appears?

 

rather,

what IS there?

 

or,

what is there?

 

only movement,

only

stillness:

 

unfolding panorama

of

consciousness.

 

unfixable,

unclassifiable,

 

beyond

understanding,

yet deeply understood.

 

unfathomable

yet

intimate.

boundless,

so

ungraspable...

 

through no fault

of

anything

does

continuance

play out

the

rhythms

and cadences

of unfettered

being...

 

the journey

 unfolds...

 

immanence

abounds;

all is

extremely

as it

is.

well

enough!

vastness -

imperious -

autonomous -

fortuitous -

fabulous...

is

as It is...

 

~~*~~

*

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
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beatitude...

Posted on Feb 2nd, 2008 by siafu   : si@fu siafu
oh glorious early morning, suffused in calm euphoria...

how blessed indeed to inhale perfumed honeyed etherial prajna...

engaged, throwing open the blessed limbs of creation...

unravelling the night's mysteries and disgorging fear, fantasy and disquiet in delighful abandon...

secure in the knowing, firm, grounded in the faith of eternal peace...
nothing and no-one can harm you, for there is none there to touch....

the delicate subtle and even-toned atmosphere envelops abiding consciousness and allows true expression of wonder delight and joy...

nothing there, I repeat - nothing there....

nowhere to rest, going nowhere, nothing to fear...

nowhere is indeed everywhere in this realm of comprehension...

and always, returning to the simple, inexorable uncontaminated breath...

inhaling, exhaling, the breath of life...

inadvertant, ongoing, endless, goal-free...

life and death have no credence or import in this realm...

 follow your path and let go of It all...

oh glorious early morning where nothing exists save This...



 
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without incident on the No.51

Posted on Feb 5th, 2008 by siafu   : si@fu siafu
 

his crumbling

refrain

echoed

silently

along the bus's

central aisle...

 

perplexed,

a youth

walks by

wondering,

surmising...

categorising.

 

 

why?

dimly understood

yet strangely familiar,

the man

flexed his muscles,

flicked tormented digits

bizarrely across

his wizened ear...

 

on his nicotine stained fingers

stories are told..

or rather made.

 

strange twists and turns...

fingers defying the logic

of positioning

and cognitive affluence..

 

every move defeats curiosity;

strangers, wondering

in unison -

a common reflex.

 

[give him a break...]

 

 

what twisted experience

engenders

such unique

behaviours?...

what story lies

at the heart of

such

whispered,

uncontrolled

semantic?

 

[Judge not

 For there go

All by grace of God]..

 

the vehicle transports

this ‘apparition' into

the dead of night - the dread of darkness..

clusters of

leaves -  scarred, torn,

scatter across his path as he

makes his forlorn way across

the common..

 

fellow travellers

alight -

not a second thought for this

‘freak of nature'

 

only I

wonder: why?

what glories

does the mind behold in the innocence

of madness?

 

why does

‘normality'

shrink in horror

and disdain?

 

let him go

his merry way,

undisturbed by

unformed thoughts of

superiority

or rancour...

 

bless this

wonder of

humanity..

may his path

flower

and leave

the disdain of

the many

in unconsummated

denial

and ignorance...

 

forever to unfold and

perplex the judges

and shapers

of

our sickness;

our social iniquities,

also

our dreadful lack

of

empathy...

 

shame dread shame;

wake up to

compassion,

and bless

the unblessed!

 

 

 

 

 

 
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morsels...

Posted on Feb 9th, 2008 by siafu   : si@fu siafu
 

 

 

joy is awakening to an unexplained clarity,

joy is the earnest expression on your child's face...

joy is never expected!

joy is noticing a glance from a loved one that is only for you...

 

love is warmth.

love is wishing the best for all sentient beings,

love is putting others before yourself...

love is a smile of recognition, passing by a stranger;

love is...

 

happiness is allowing things to be

just as they are.

happiness is seeing the beauty in your surroundings,

happiness is fulfilment

without any expectation.

 

fear is the absence of joy,

love

and happiness...

fear is founded on

attachment, ignorance

and craving...

 

greed is allowing the little self

to call the shots.

greed is subtle,

insidious and dangerous.

greed needs to be rooted out...

 

delusion is in believing you are real.

delusion is hoping against hope that

 things will work themselves out

for your benefit only...

delusion is dissipated

by recognising the limitations of

intellectual

craving

 

joy love happiness

or

fear greed delusion

which are you?

food

for

thought...

 

ideas for being

in a better, bigger

space

 

~~*~~

*

 

 
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hard One won...

Posted on Feb 11th, 2008 by siafu   : si@fu siafu
 

pain and discomfort,

if opened

to,

provide

myriad teachings...

 

somewhere

deep inside

the hard core,

 

in the eye of

fear

lies

swirling truth

awaiting freedom...

 

within

the hard knot

of

intransigence...

 

[let go]

 

 

the denial

of  hurt,

incomprehension,

even anger...

 

becomes

soft

alive,

and bearable..

 

beneath and between

each breath -

 kaleidoscopic

confusion..

 

[let go]

 

digging deeper,

opening,

it is

all

bearable...

 

the fear,

tightness

has an end...

 

[let go]

 

there is no

beginning,

no end,

only

endless

movement.

 

realisation

of this

brings

unremitting

joy

and relief...

 

simply,

let go...

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to a dear friend...

Posted on Feb 16th, 2008 by siafu   : si@fu siafu
 

I feel the strength, ebb and flow of your emotions, I feel the power of your words, I feel the depth of your pain and struggle for psychic survival in this oft times barren world we inhabit...

I have learned to read you, I have learned to understand the prescription of your furrowed brow...

the unfolding story that we have shared has been a mutual lesson in development; it has been a success story and it has been unique...

there are boundaries we dare not cross and these are natural and good...

heart / reason: these twin aspects are magnified in our interactions; we learn respect, empathy, tolerance, humour and also distance...

a fair distance is also a prerequisite for a great friendship - there needs to be space and loneliness within its parameters for things to work efficiently...

there are subtle and intricate differences between a relationship of intimacy and friendship...

this is as it should be and once boundaries are crossed the journey partakes of an entirely different flavour, often soured in the mire of proximity...

friend, I cherish our togetherness deeply and am happy to remain in the circle...

trust flowers and shared understanding pollinates the area of our unfolding work together..

I wish you well and I pray that the happiness you unerringly seek, and deserve - becomes a reality for you...

i breath in your kind nature, your tolerance and your desire to do good, nurturing those in your care and also the tender need you have for love and recognition...

I sweat with you on those days of struggle and difficulty; I notice quietly when the chips are down and avert my gaze to the desperation of your perception of mundanity..

my journey becomes entwined in yours for many hours of the week and it is a joy to ride the hills and furrows with our little family, home from home...

this may not last, it may run and run - the beauty is that it does not matter. 

what has passed, has passed - what is, is as it is and this is the prescription laid down..

I want you to know, finally, that our friendship is eternal and that also is as it should be...

~~vive l'amitie!!~~

 

~ * ~

 

*

 

 
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the Story...

Posted on Feb 17th, 2008 by siafu   : si@fu siafu
 

a

gazing

inward,

 

the oceanic depths

part,

as did the fabled

Red Sea

acquiesce

to Moses'

serpentine instruction...

and,

 indeed,

to follow the story:

 

 those barren paths

did, do and will

lead

to freedom...

 

and escape from the tyranny

of selfish ‘justice',

‘knowing'

and false conception...

 

beyond...

for is it not our

innate predisposition to

strive ever further

afield?

 

 

to look over the fence

to pastures greener

in displaced dreams

of nirvana..

 

the enquiring mind,

 never satisfied

with the mundane...

 

ahh! the Promised Land..

the Holy Land

of our dreams...

 

beyond conception -

yet unerringly

within our grasp;

and only,

only,

only ever in the Moment

that is ours...

 

and yet

we toil,

 yet

we

disbelieve...

 

our daily round

cementing the edges

of

our discourse

with dissatisfaction

and wanting...

 

Oh! for the glory and beauty

of unsung,

unsettled

 valleys and pastures...

 

we need venture only

to

 the kernel of

our deepest wisdom and understanding...

 

like the fabled story,

we have to die a thousand deaths

to reach the

other shore...

 

the sea of doubt

runs into

the ocean of ecstasy

drop by blessed

drop...

 

within - 

eternal yet ephemeral

secrets..

 

where It

is just as It

is...

 

without seeking

 struggle free...

laying down

doubt, fear

misapprehension...

 

dwelling eternally

within the bosom

of magnificent, unfettered

Being..

 

no ‘Where' to run

no ‘Where' to escape

no ‘Why' to pain

 

Behold!!

 

cosmic Truth

sets you

free.

 

~~ * ~~

~*~

*

 

 

 

 
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parenthood...

Posted on Feb 18th, 2008 by siafu   : si@fu siafu
 

 

arrgh!

 

this epithet

springs to mind

in

 contemplating

a week

of joy ~ anger,

fun ~ apoplexy

with

little'n..

 

yet

who grounds me more?

still,

who teaches me

[beyond]

my limits?

knowing her

knowing me...

 

sage of seven years;

wisdom and

understanding

beyond

the ken of

oldies like me...

 

arrgh!

 

a love

totally without

boundaries..

 

an

admiration for

earnest sincerity

of expression

but

 

[there are no buts...]

what you sew

you reap

in abundance

and,

 

rewarded and punished

beyond measure...

this is

the eternal

truth

of parenthood...

 

arrgh!

 

 

how I give thanks

for the bundle of

mirrored

frustration

and

perpetual

beauty ~ clarity

of

imagination

and

refreshment..

 

always,

forgiveness..

 

aargh!

 

~ * ~

*

 
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'looking in...'

Posted on Feb 19th, 2008 by siafu   : si@fu siafu
 

Today I want to talk about ‘looking in'...


The key to really effective ‘sitting' is in mastering the art of looking in.  Before addressing this, we need to establish certain ground rules of understanding...


What exactly do I mean by this?  Indeed, who is doing the looking, what is being looked at?  Let us take a stance of ‘normality' - or the current apology of social conditioning: you or I have a conventional approach to ‘seeing' who we are - a name, an identity, a body, a mind, a family, friends, interests, a profession/job/or otherwise, a way of being in the world with which we have become accustomed...


So, there you are, ‘X', knowing yourself pretty well; knowing how you react to circumstance, knowing what you like and dislike, knowing who you like and dislike and so on...


Further, there is a definite sense of continuity, is there not?  Upon awakening each day, no need to search for clues to your identity - everything seems to fall seamlessly into place - the daily routines kick in wordlessly, thought free...


It may be that there is happiness today.  It may be a sense of dissatisfaction, angst, anticipation, excitement, boredom, grief and so on...


Essentially though, a day like any other, unfolding as it does with little surprise, little disquiet, another day along the road...this is normal - this is as it is, with regularity.  Then there comes the brainstorm: is that all there really is?  Ever had an itch that you cannot reach? (reaching for the nearest doorframe - bound to find temporary relief...)


The suggestion that there is a whole world of refreshment, awakening and ‘deliverance'  from this ‘state of inertia' was first posited by Shakyamuni a couple of millennia past...


So, having reached a position of disquiet, to the point of needing, indeed willing a fresh approach to the game, we learn a technique, found by Him, of ‘looking in'...


This simple, wholesome and straightforward action is really easy to do, but paradoxically really hard to master.  For when we sit, it is in expectation of ‘something'.  And something it is, but nothing we expect.  For in the expectation, lie a barrier, a screen and a massive diversion...


When we sit, what are we doing?  What are we looking for?  What are we looking at?  These conundrums are ever present and need to dissolve in their own good time...  The art is to simply sit, without expectation and without a goal.  This is no easy technique to master, for it goes against the grain of our entire social conditioning as a ‘fast moving', capitalistic ‘player' in the ‘progress' of our ‘civilization'...


What a waste of time!!  While sitting there, opportunities lost for self-aggrandisement, making a fast buck, getting one step ahead, etc...


The real goal of effective sitting is in mastering the art of ‘looking in...'


Now, let us sit still...a swirling mass of contradictions appear like an unassailable tsunami...we try to fight our way out of this, to no useful effect. 


The secret is neither to avoid, nor grasp...


Of course the natural reaction is to avoid things we do not like, grasp onto things we like - after all, is that not what we have done all our lives?  And it has not done us any harm, has it?  But really, why are we here, now - why are we uneasy with this status quo?


Like the obedient child, we tell ourselves to listen to the advice - do not tamper with those thoughts - "let ‘em go"...look, listen, open, to what IS really happening here.  Behold, a softening, a fuzziness yet a sharpening of insight manifests...


‘Looking in' is letting go of all preconceptions, allowing the wisdom and fecundity of the present moment to manifest without interference from the little self, the controller...


At first and for a considerable period of time, this feels unnatural, difficult and even painful.  Do NOT be put off.  Trust in the process.  To turn back is not an option.  ‘Looking in', takes patience, courage fortitude...


I cannot stress too firmly the need to persevere.  Only you yourself can make this voyage of discovery.  Your identity may dissolve only to bear forth a Joy and Understanding without peer.  It may be scary, it may be groundbreaking, it may be awesome - there may be many false starts, but once undertaken, the journey unfolds and the aforementioned conditioning will never hold sway in such a powerful way for you ever, ever again.


These rules are not of this world, but out of this world, the TRUTH will arise naturally...


Journey with countless beings on the royal path to freedom and awakening - learn the gentle, masterful art of ‘looking in'...


With bows,


[and massive bows to Dogen..]

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childhood...

Posted on Feb 21st, 2008 by siafu   : si@fu siafu
 

an aroma

of

a long departed

moment

wafts across

my senses..

 

an indescribable sense

of warmth

and well-being

suffuses

my thoughts..

 

the taste,

the flavour -

all

of a long-gone,

cherished,

well-worn

memory..

 

of times

of innocence,

 

times of

simplicity,

 

moments..

eternal moments

of

unending

pleasure and delight

of

simple things that

presented to my senses..

 

fear was

something never

known in those long-gone days..

 

awe, wonder

and longing for the moment

to last and

last..

 

 

walking across

balmy, windswept grassy

fields..

 

sound of

church bells

striking..

sombrely,

impassively -

engendered

 feelings of indescribable

longing, beauty

and aching

in my unformed heart..

 

never was a moment

so clearly,

bravely

etched upon my soul..

 

to this day,

years and years

and lifetimes later,

the sound of

church bells

plays the same

untiring song of ecstasy

and gratitude

upon my heart

and within

the depths of my

Being...

 

~ * ~

*

 

 
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fridayhaiku..

Posted on Feb 22nd, 2008 by siafu   : si@fu siafu
 

*

~*~

thoughts

dissolve,

joys

abound..

 

~*~

 

bodily

down-at-heel

yet

spiritually

crowned..

 

~*~

 

mentally

disrobed

tho'

basically sound..

 

~*~

 

memories

fade,

the

moment

is

found!

 

~*~

*

 
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virulent thoughts..

Posted on Feb 28th, 2008 by siafu   : si@fu siafu
 

*

~*~

 

loving

 kindness

is

like

 a virus...

 

beware!

 

hugely contagious..

 

even known to

mend broken hearts,

repair

twisted thoughts...

 

often

disguised as

happiness...

 

observe

carefully

for

subtle signs...

 

smiles,

affection,

hugs and

warmth...

 

however, this deadly

affectation

is easily combated...

 

simply

harden your

heart,

avoid

compassion

and empathy like the plague,

(which will soon return, fear not!)

and soon

 normal

miserable-ness

will

be restored

and life can continue

in glorious

grey mode!!

 

no need to

acquiesce...

no need to

feel vulnerable

and soft

any more...

 

fear not!

it is as easy as sin

to prevent this deadly virus

 from penetrating your inner core...

 

be ever vigilant

and watch out for signs

of

a shared delight

and

(the scariest manifestation of all...)


Peace...

 

~*~

*
 
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