With palms together,
Good Morning Everyone,
Morning of the only day there is
opens in silence.
My breath is slow and steady.
My heart opens to you.
Breathing in, I take in our suffering,
breathing out, I offer us my love.
But there is so very much suffering
and yet I am serene.
Last night
at a Rabbi's house
We said a blessing,
ate a lovely meal,
and settled in to watch.
a film
.
It was about an IED unit in Iraq.
And demanded recall:
war is far more than a nasty word...
The energy of deep compassion
Set a-swirl, like the stars in the sky
in a drunken night...i chant,
Everything is precious.
All my past and harmful karma...
Born from beginningless greed, hate, and delusion,
Through body, speech, and mind,
I now fully avow...
Scotch helps.
As does zazen.
Breathing in,
breathing out.
It is morning.
and I have not slept much.
I sit in the zendo and listen.
The sky is still dark
But the swirls have
become gentle streams.
Vast wings
enfold all beings
and I release myself
into them.
Let war be no more, let love be your light.
Be well.
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