Thursday, April 30, 2009
On My Side, I Know.
It's getting cold, I've got my big coat on, I know I hear your laugh and I look up smiling at you. I hug your legs and fall asleep. I know you're not scared of anything at all. I know I'm laughing on the car ride home with you. I know you were on my side even when I was wrong. And I know I love you for giving me your eyes. For staying back and watching me shine. I know what I know. Now, I know you are on my side.
Getting Over It
I guess my mind still wonders and is hesitant over this whole thing. Can't really let go nor move on. Reminded constantly. Each day seems to be a battle over these strong emotions which is just overtaking me. Tried to walk with my head held up high, but I didn't really succeed. As I have said before its hard to take off these masks which I have learn to adapt with. Don't really know what are my exact expectations. At times its like I can hear the sound of silence calling. I wonder why? At times I cant hardly move or breathe. I guess this is all my imagination wondering wildly. Imagination getting wild. I'm astonished by certain words. My heart at times yearns for certain things which are just so hard to explain. No words can complete me. I guess I will always feel this way, til I know I'm complete. When the earth stands still and when I know the time is right. Til then I'm going to have to wait.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Surrender
To Surrender is to remain in silence - not only physically, but mentally.
It means bringing the mind to a state of non-reactivity by surrendering all desires.
In silence, one surrenders thoughts that lead to desire or wishful thinking for a particular outcome.
In all situations and circumstances, to surrender one's wish for a particular outcome, accepting what comes, and not seeking what does not come, is surrender.
This ultimately leads the mind to extinguish itself following the exhausting of all karmas. Surrender means to "let go" and to "allow" what ever is happening, to happen of its own accord, without any desire on your part to interfere or to change it or manipulate it into a desirable outcome.
It means bringing the mind to a state of non-reactivity by surrendering all desires.
In silence, one surrenders thoughts that lead to desire or wishful thinking for a particular outcome.
In all situations and circumstances, to surrender one's wish for a particular outcome, accepting what comes, and not seeking what does not come, is surrender.
This ultimately leads the mind to extinguish itself following the exhausting of all karmas. Surrender means to "let go" and to "allow" what ever is happening, to happen of its own accord, without any desire on your part to interfere or to change it or manipulate it into a desirable outcome.
Don't Be Fooled
Don't be fooled by the face I wear, for I wear a thousand masks, And none of them are me.
Don't be fooled, for goodness sake, don't be fooled.
I give you the impression that I'm secure, that confidence is my name and coolness is my game, And that I need no one.
But don't believe me. Beneath dwells the real me in confusion, in aloneness, in fear.
That's why I create a mask to hide behind, to shield me from the glance that knows.
But such a glance is precisely my salvation.
That is, if it's followed by acceptance, if it's followed by love.
It's the only thing that can liberate me from my own self-built prison walls.
I'm afraid that deep down I'm nothing and that I'm just no good, And that you will reject me. And so begins the parade of masks. I idly chatter to you.
I tell you everything that's really nothing and nothing of what's everything, of what's crying within me.
Please listen carefully and try to hear what I'm not saying.
I'd really like to be genuine and spontaneous, and me. But you've got to help me. You've got to hold out your hand.
Each time you're kind and gentle, and encouraging,
Each time you try to understand because you really care, my heart begins to grow wings, feeble wings, but wings.
With your sensitivity and sympathy, and your power of understanding, you alone can release me from my shallow world of uncertainty.
It will not be easy for you. The nearer you approach me, the blinder I may strike back.
But I'm told that Love is stronger than strong walls,
And in this lies my only hope. Please try to beat down these walls with firm hands, but gentle hands, for a child is very sensitive.
Who am I, you wonder... I am every man you meet. I am every woman that you meet.
And I am also you. -- You cannot see a treasure at the bottom of a stormy and muddy lake though it is there.
Make the water still, and let the mud sink, and you see the treasure.
The treasure is there whether you see it or not.
So is happiness. It is always here, only covered and hidden. Happiness is here, within us.
Just calm?the mind and stay relaxed, and?we will experience it.
A calm and detached mind is the gate to true happiness.
The secret to discover this Happiness.
Don't be fooled, for goodness sake, don't be fooled.
I give you the impression that I'm secure, that confidence is my name and coolness is my game, And that I need no one.
But don't believe me. Beneath dwells the real me in confusion, in aloneness, in fear.
That's why I create a mask to hide behind, to shield me from the glance that knows.
But such a glance is precisely my salvation.
That is, if it's followed by acceptance, if it's followed by love.
It's the only thing that can liberate me from my own self-built prison walls.
I'm afraid that deep down I'm nothing and that I'm just no good, And that you will reject me. And so begins the parade of masks. I idly chatter to you.
I tell you everything that's really nothing and nothing of what's everything, of what's crying within me.
Please listen carefully and try to hear what I'm not saying.
I'd really like to be genuine and spontaneous, and me. But you've got to help me. You've got to hold out your hand.
Each time you're kind and gentle, and encouraging,
Each time you try to understand because you really care, my heart begins to grow wings, feeble wings, but wings.
With your sensitivity and sympathy, and your power of understanding, you alone can release me from my shallow world of uncertainty.
It will not be easy for you. The nearer you approach me, the blinder I may strike back.
But I'm told that Love is stronger than strong walls,
And in this lies my only hope. Please try to beat down these walls with firm hands, but gentle hands, for a child is very sensitive.
Who am I, you wonder... I am every man you meet. I am every woman that you meet.
And I am also you. -- You cannot see a treasure at the bottom of a stormy and muddy lake though it is there.
Make the water still, and let the mud sink, and you see the treasure.
The treasure is there whether you see it or not.
So is happiness. It is always here, only covered and hidden. Happiness is here, within us.
Just calm?the mind and stay relaxed, and?we will experience it.
A calm and detached mind is the gate to true happiness.
The secret to discover this Happiness.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Tasteless
Last night while we was sleeping,
The ones who were sawing away at our heads,
Chopped of our hands,
Now we can no longer feed ourselves.
In our new predicament,(as you might imagine),
delicious and distasteful
have lost all meaning.
Instead, we are grateful for whatever comes to us.
Every morsel is served straight, blessed and frees our soul.
The ones who were sawing away at our heads,
Chopped of our hands,
Now we can no longer feed ourselves.
In our new predicament,(as you might imagine),
delicious and distasteful
have lost all meaning.
Instead, we are grateful for whatever comes to us.
Every morsel is served straight, blessed and frees our soul.
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