Meandering in Tao
The Shore Is Acting Like Rocks
By Water’s Edge
Waking with my thoughts, there is no satisfaction. Grasping for happiness, it slips through my fingertips. By water’s edge, listening to waves meeting shore, moonlight glistening in gray sky, I am content.
Unearthing The Vastness
Few things are as pleasing when I finally get them as they were tempting when I was desiring them. The joy of satisfying my desire quickly transforms into more desire. When I do no thing, I learn the lasting pleasure of discovering how much I do not need. Discovering all that I do not need, I enjoy unearthing the vastness of all that I already have. This is loving the Tao.
Responding To The Mysterious Call
Love is a mystery. Mystery is subtle, unseen, limitless. Consumed by my perceptions, seduced by my thinking, caged in my personality, walking in my burdened body, I lose love. Responding to the mysterious call, dissolving what I do not need, I too become subtle. The mystery, the Way of divine consciousness, is the true purpose for my human experience. Divine mystery seeks to birth through my human form. When I walk in the divine mystery, I am love.
When You Feel Hopeless, Do No Thing
The world has a beginning. Call it Tao or call it mother. Love mother, see Tao. To see Tao, dim the lights and look in ordinary places. Or do this: look out, see love everywhere. To love the mother, feed her children. See all beings as the mother’s children. To be successful, stop trying. Acceptance is the Way. Close your mouth often to speak wisdom. Put your fingers in your ears to hear. Welcome your fear of death and be free. When you feel hopeless, do no thing. All this is called flowing in limitless love.
The Shore Is Acting Like Rocks
This I realize more each day: letting go of attachments is easy. It is much harder to resist the hate. What has happened has already happened. What has not yet happened needs no attention. Now is the time to know the now. This is why I love the moon. Besides knowing it is there, there is no thing to know. In my garden, there is no dust to sweep. Trying to end my delusions, they increase. Still, the moonlight illuminates the leaves. The water is behaving like waves. The shore is acting like rocks. See how they know their oneness.
You always delight my soul.. ❤️
I love the moon too 🌕🌑🌔🌙🌝💛