Wind and Waves

~ Freeing the spirit and riding the winds and waves of Life ~

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Christmas Inspiration

December 17th, 2014 · La Vida

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Yes, Furious Dancing!

December 15th, 2014 · La Vida

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Warriorship

December 10th, 2014 · La Vida

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World unknown, unseen…but felt?

December 5th, 2014 · La Vida

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Half of A Halfway Poem by Spirits of the Red City

“a sun
a sun
sunlight is on the ground
a cool light in my hands
blindly
blindly
blindly i walk
into the tall grass….”

 What is the relationship between insignificance and death? I wonder?

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Drop old stories. Align your values.

December 2nd, 2014 · La Vida

December RIf you prefer smoke over fire
then get up now and leave.
For I do not intend to perfume

your mind’s clothing
with more sooty knowledge.

No, I have something else in mind.
Today I hold a flame in my left hand
and a sword in my right.
There will be no damage control today.

For God is in a mood
to plunder your riches and
fling you nakedly
into such breathtaking poverty
that all that will be left of you
will be a tendency to shine.

So don’t just sit around this flame
choking on your mind.
For this is no campfire song
to mindlessly mantra yourself to sleep with.

Jump now into the space
between thoughts
and exit this dream
before I burn the damn place down.

~ Adyashanti

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A Morning Offering

November 26th, 2014 · La Vida

 morningbigI bless the night that nourished my heart

To set the ghosts of longing free
Into the flow and figure of dream
That went to harvest from the dark
Bread for the hunger no one sees.
All that is eternal in me
Welcome the wonder of this day,
The field of brightness it creates
Offering time for each thing
To arise and illuminate.
I place on the altar of dawn:
The quiet loyalty of breath,
The tent of thought where I shelter,
Wave of desire I am shore to
And all beauty drawn to the eye.
May my mind come alive today
To the invisible geography
That invites me to new frontiers,
To break the dead shell of yesterdays,
To risk being disturbed and changed.
May I have the courage today
To live the life that I would love,
To postpone my dream no longer
But do at last what I came here for
And waste my heart on fear no more.
~ John O’Donohue ~

(From To Bless the Space Between Us)

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It is Here, Now.

November 26th, 2014 · La Vida

The Wild Geese
by Wendell Berry

Horseback on Sunday morning,
harvest over, we taste persimmon
and wild grape, sharp sweet
of summer’s end. In time’s maze
over fall fields, we name names
that rest on graves. We open
a persimmon seed to find the tree
that stands in promise,
pale, in the seed’s marrow.
Geese appear high over us,
pass, and the sky closes. Abandon,
as in love or sleep, holds
them to their way, clear
in the ancient faith: what we need
is here. And we pray, not
for new earth or heaven, but to be
quiet in heart, and in eye,
clear. What we need is here.

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from ONBeING website

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With Hummingbird in my heart

November 25th, 2014 · La Vida

I can do anything.

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Stream of Life
by Rabindranath Tagore

The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day
runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.

It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth
in numberless blades of grass
and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.

It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth
and of death, in ebb and in flow.

I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.
And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.

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Purpose

November 20th, 2014 · La Vida

desk1I would like a structure to give my gifts and share my purpose in exchange for abundance!!

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desert heat

November 19th, 2014 · La Vida

TL5ugNnKsdgEb_1VGbQtkBkugxWTNRRRzaBhPr7AwbUIt has only been a couple weeks of cold and dark.

Already I am longing for the sun and heat of the desert.

The evenings last an eternity, the cold is unwelcoming.

I can see why animals hibernate.

I wish I could crawl into my sleeping bag and wait it out.

I guess the trick is to find the light and warmth from within, or at least try to keep the whimsical flame lit, so you don’t lose yourself in the cold of the darkness.

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