The dew drop forms on a pear blossom glistens in first light trembles in a breeze slips onto a lizard tongue and loses itself in giving.
The moon observes the shifting tides high, low through day and night phased not but fully aware that all responds to its gravity. P.S. Enjoy The Inner Adventure posts in your own email box. I invite you to subscribe below. Image: depositphotos.com
“Your fidelity to love, that is all you need. No day can then match your strength.”—Hafiz I open the email from the Santa Fe District Court, and suddenly my heart starts pounding and my palms grow moist. As morning sun peeks into my office I read the summons to a hearing about our community well. […]
Each cell in my body a micro of the macro. Each moment I practice ease of movement inner and outer with my Beloved.
Please enjoy this guest post by my friend Michael Hock. A Very Brief Guide for Travelers Out on an adventure, you ask for directions. Who do you ask, who believe? You’ve got the goal identified— maybe a hidden slot canyon, cut out from flat rock, secret, unknown, and no map, no signs. Of course, it […]
When I’m Here firm ground under my feet scent of piñon smoke in the winter air I transcend space. When I’m in the Now heart beating in my chest sun warm against my cheeks I transcend time. When I’m with the Beloved His image radiant in my eye a smile sweet on my lips no […]
The birds’ favorite songs You do not hear, For their most flamboyant music takes place when their wings are stretched above the trees And they are smoking the opium of pure freedom. It is healthy for the prisoner to have faith That one day he will again move about wherever he […]
Half moon dances with pink cloud just as I dance with You. So ephemeral these bodies whether of stardust or mist. We waltz and twirl beyond them into the realm of eternal bliss.
Please enjoy this poem by the 14th-century mystic, Hafiz. And For No Reason And for no reason I start skipping like a child. And for no reason I turn into a leaf that is carried so high I kiss the Sun’s mouth and dissolve. And for no reason a thousand birds choose my […]
The trail I have trekked for countless lifetimes has washed away. The monsoon rain flooded and gushed through my inner canyon, dislodged heavy logs and gnarly brush obliterated all cairns all my carefully carved ways. Now I tread the streambed with You, hop from sandbar to sandbar climb over flotsam of my past as You […]