A beam of light
captured in a glass,
confined to
a tiny vessel,
it shines
on a small slither of world.
Creating shadows,
it flickers and ducks
when each breeze of Life
passes through.
Rather than a ray
of glorious eternal light,
it is now
just a dim lamp
fearing that it will
be blown out
at any time.
Absolutely no connection or thougt...just came out
I had a preference
and there was commotion...
I felt the need to do.
I took a breath
and stilled myself
and asked the question "Who?"
I jotted down those lines as I was listening to Michael Singer's podcast from yesterday this morning. I woke up thinking about all the writing projects I meant to fnish this summer...the book I just finished was just one project!! I wrote two other books this year related to my tutoring experience and writing...and I promised myself I would have them revised, edited and sent out. Did I? Nope. I wanted a chap book out there. Nope! I really wanted to work on the novel I decided to revamp ...a very meaningful project and what I assume will allow for a lot of samskara release in me. So many ideas are coming to mind on how I can rework it...had such an inspiration this morning. Yet, I put all the other " writing work" above it. Hmm!
Anyway...just rambling. Have a yoga class in a few...going to leave you with my jumbled thoughts. ( ir what some may call, "Flight of ideas".)
All good.
Michael A. Singer ( August 10, 2024) Transcending the Cause of Preference. https://tou.org/talks/
All is well
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