When it comes, In the light of day, At the dawn, or at night When the light has given way To the setting sun
Remember,
The stillness, that thrills us And fills us with a wonder, and A grace that is never asunder
Though, yes, we may blunder, and grope For and find thunder, That stillness is always within you, Waiting, Like a light that burns bright On very cold and stormy nights
When you are filled with chaos And are in need of a returning To that steadfast place, Which is also a yearning
Rebirth and renewal Are always there for your learning
Like a jewel That shines forth, and Reflects back all that is best
Especially when you are pressed Yet never regressed, And for surely blessed, and yes
Maybe even stressed, For you see, We are like the storm As we enact and perform Our duty on this planet of great beauty
Yet know that storming and performing Are only a part of the knowing One piece, just like That stillness deep inside, especially When we abide by all that is kind
Be blessed upon the tests That come, and Sit still in the knowing That all is One, and that You are growing and glowing Through the storm we may call knowing
Wow, what a busy, busy week. I know, I know, I always start out that way. Yet, it really was. So much so, in fact, that my time was allocated to other things, and writing in some ways, not all ways for sure, took a little bit of a back seat this week.
Writing
Simply meaning that I didn’t get to work on larger pieces this week. Yet, you know what I did get to work on? Yep. Poetry. I am absolutely falling in love with writing poetry. Love. And, here’s what that looked like.
And, next week? Yep, here is what I’m currently working on.
An Insight Poem
The Reflection Series Part 4: What Does it Mean to Live a Life Full of Insight?
The Reflection Series Part 5: What Does it Mean to Live and Love a Communicative Life?
I am finding that it is necessary to shorten my articles a little. That certainly doesn’t mean I’ll stop writing longer pieces. Yet, at least for the time being, I am working on some shorter posts. We will see.
Okay, so I am still reading the book on Ramana Maharshi, yet am also now reading another book for the book club, which I’ll write more about in a moment. Ramana?
I am about 1/3 of the way through the book, maybe more, and here is what I love the most about the book thus far.
The book is set up as a Q&A session with Ramana and the narrator. And? Time and again, the narrator basically asks Ramana the same question in different ways. And, each time? Yep.
Ramana gives a very different answer that points the narrator, and the reader, back to the same place. Fun. The place?
Inside of you, of course. No matter the question, the seeking, the apparent frustration, the answer? Yep, already lives inside of you. Stay quiet and listen. Lovely.
Well, here in Oregon, we are now on a 2-week freeze, which the Governor did say would be extended if the cases continued to stay steady or rise. Impact?
Hardest hit are the local small businesses, especially those in the food industry. Phew. Difficult.
We will be working with small business owners in the coming days and weeks to ensure they have what they need to pivot their businesses once again.
I’m not sure a more resilient group exist right now, with the exception of those in healthcare. Amazing people all around.
Quick updated. I was able to get the remote book club together for our first meeting a week ago Saturday. Fun!
We’ve chosen to read, Anxious People, by Fredrik Backman. It’s actually pretty good thus far.
Sort of an inquiry, as the title relates, into the human condition in regard to emotionality, and the spectrum of how that plays out in stressful situations. Interesting.
Closing
Well, that’s about it for this week. Time to go see what you are all up to, and to see if I can finish the insight poem on this night. Ha! Even more fun.
The first stanza? Sure. Here we go.
Insight is such a delight, A fancy quite bright, which lives Beyond the pale moonlight
Fun, fun, fun.
Alright, everyone, please stay healthy and well, and have a wonderful week ahead.
Remember, you are an inspiration to me, and to everyone around you.
All around you, look And see, what’s hidden Beneath the sea of tranquility,
Bathed in a light so bright And responsive to A plight, that’s right, Which lives beyond the night Of everlasting daylight,
Shining on
You and me, and all that see What’s already there, just stare Off into the distance, A common affair, so don’t beware
Rather take care Of yourself in this instance, For the perspiration of your inspiration Takes root there
It’s lives inside you, and me, And the common tree, Asunder not, One Full of thunder, and A distant and harmonic wonder
Believe in that which you see, A mirror of Mind, You and me, and yes, The uncommon tree, both, One And the same, playing the same game, Amidst the same flame, so
Breathe deep, and take in All there is to keep close to heart A majestical start, and a Rightful and delightful creation Is this thing we call inspiration
