Friday, July 26, 2019

have fun being alive!


i voiced these words to a wee rabbit and her mama
this early AM on my meditation stroll..

have fun..
perhaps frivolous in this day when all is a rumble..
the climate crisis,
the #metoo watershed,
the political predicaments,
the senseless violence -

fun is enjoyment..
in joy..
the bliss of resting in a spiritual blessedness..
the skillful means of accepting the tender intimacy
with all that being fully alive brings -
the allowing of life to offer the ten thousand things
at our feet.. bowing ..  and letting go ..

a spiritual blessing might be:
may all the moments of your life
and the lives of every being
be one of wakefulness,  
flourishment, wisdom,
kindness.

fun..
a user friendly 3 letter word..
though i will say, it was not much fun to
be crashed into by a hit & run driver..
WHAT A SURPRISE - O MY O!
(she was found ! she has insurance!)
and it did not feel like a spiritual blessing..
hum? wait a minute ..
karma ripened, eh?
that in itself is a blessing..
cheque! done!
while it isn't quite amusing
filling out insurance forms,
getting estimates,
driving around in a jalopy..
(mila rubie is sooo self conscious!)
feeling sore and achey all over
i am, indeed, having fun being alive -
thank you very much!

remember that there are two kinds of lunatics:
those who don't know that they must die, 
and those who have forgotten they're alive.
                    ~ patrick declark

in our yoga practice..
sukha is an energetic state of being
that reveals itself when we are in the flow
of what is..this is it!
able to see and be in the world without any blinders..
savoring the robust taste of exactly THIS..
dukha,  the reverse of sukha,
is often explained as a vulnerability
to suffering actually inflicted upon ourselves
veiling our authentic nature - joy -
recognize that?

loving the all of life..
& having fun doing it..

i remember a saying from a comrade on the path ~
nothing outside the self..
along with the words of marcus aurelius ..
look within; within is the fountain of all good.

so it seems then..
it is up to our wise olde selves
to bring to our table of aliveness,
a feast,
made up of a fluttering impermanence,
an open palm rather than a tight fist,
a wee smile that invites an ease of being,
a willingness imbued with the delectable clarity of just this..
a breath..
it takes only one breath

if this life assailed by many ills
is yet more fragile than a bubble on a stream,
how wonderful it is to wake from sleep
and having loosed one's breath,
to breathe in once again?
              ~ nagarjuna





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