A Good Night Conversation

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I hope you don’t die
he said to me
as I gave him a kiss good night.
I had just told him how much I love him
and how glad I am
that he is my little boy…
Everyone will die, sweetheart,
and this is why we should love each other
as much as we can
and treasure every moment we have together.
We never know what will happen,
so we have to love and enjoy one another now.
He is four years old.
I don’t know how much he understands,
but perhaps after a few years of thinking about it,
he’ll grasp how there are no guarantees for tomorrow,
and how important it is to love with his whole heart today.

Why I’m Here

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I’m trying hard to remember
why I’m here
and then I remember
there is no reason…
life begets life,
and here I am.
How many countless resources
have been used
from the dawn of time
down the line of all my ancestors
to one day bring me into being?
And now I’m awestruck–
the crazy luck of being here
with no reason,
just life living through me,
begetting more life.

You Are Here

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You are here.
You have arrived.
This moment, this breath,
all of life happening now.
Without thoughts about fixing yourself,
the people around you, the world,
you have space in your mind
to love this moment as it is.
Become absorbed in the naked experience
of sensation in your body–
just feel more.
Watch your thoughts
as if you were watching a movie–
you are not the images,
you are the observer of the images.
Drop the burden of becoming
and embrace the lightness of being.
You are here.
You have arrived.
This moment, this breath,
all of life–
this precious life–
happening now.

Noise

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After so much spinning noise,
it’s so nice to sit and just be.
But as my body becomes still,
the noise in my head grows louder.
Where is the spinner of noise?
Does she weave a tapestry of many colors?
Does she cackle and croon
and delight in all the textures?
Even in silence there is noise.
Even when my mind is quiet,
the noise continues on,
in the beating of my heart,
in the sound of cars driving by,
the TV downstairs where my husband
is watching a show.
I thought once that I wanted the noise to stop,
but I know better now–
the noise cannot stop.
The day the spinner of noise stops spinning,
so will the great green globe we call home.
So here is to sitting in the center of the spinning noise
and remembering the stillness that hides in the movement
and the sound that is concealed by silence.

Something is Enough

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I set out to write something witty and brilliant
and the words elude me.
My brain is tired and protests
any probing into its depths
to yank out the perfect word
in some memory bank tucked far away
beneath the piles of laundry in my bedroom
and dishes stacked in the sink.
Ah yes, I remember now,
I don’t have to be good.
I am a human being,
and this is enough.
With the pressure off,
I don’t need to write something witty and brilliant,
I don’t even need to write something passable.
I just need to to write something.
And something is enough.

The Greatest Fire

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You want to know the swiftest path to enlightenment?
Jump into the crucible of intimate relationships,
and commit to staying when it gets heated,
and you feel burned, and you want to leave.
My friend, you need the fire if you want to be transformed.
The dross needs to be melted away
to purify the gold.
The ego fires burn bright,
but there is a warmer fire still,
built on the pyre of patience, forgiveness,
generosity, loyalty, unconditional love.
Gather this fuel for the greatest fire,
the fire of awakening.