To everyone of us there must come a time when the whole universe will be found to have been a dream, when we find the soul is infinitely better than the surroundings. It is only a question of time, and time is nothing in the infinite. -Sai Baba
Author: jackiella
Creation or Recreation
I’m an artist--an artist of many arts. I paint, play music, create children’s lives, interfere in others. But mainly I write. I guess I could own up to being a creative person, but I think we’re all creative, so that term doesn’t say much about me that is any different, unless it’s that I’m not… Continue reading Creation or Recreation
The Poetry of Zen
Was it all a dream-- I mean those old bygone days-- were they what they seemed? All night long, I lie awake listening to the autumn rain Ryokan 1758-1831
Travels with Eddie
I should have bought the camp stove when I ordered the tent. Now they were out of the gas canisters, and I was afraid to try another model. My co-worker had written down each item I would need and had said, “you won’t blow yourself up with this stove.” The sales-guy had a jaw like… Continue reading Travels with Eddie
100 Poems from the Japanese
In a gust of wind the white dew On the Autumn grass Scatters like a broken necklace. Bunya No Asayasu
William Least Heat-Moon
"When you're traveling, you are what you are, right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road."
More Rumi
Close the ears on your head that listen mostly to lies ande cynical jokes. There are other things to hear and see: dance-music and a brilliant city inside the Soul. From "Dance with the Bandage Torn Off," in This Longing
Rumi’s Thoughts
Today, like every day, We wake up hollow and frightened. Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading. Reach for a musical instrument. Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground. Jalil al-Din Rumi
Moods
I’m feeling sad this morning. I know, boo hoo! Might be because I’m listening to Enya on the stereo and she has her way with my moods. Does anyone else react to music in the mood it is written or played? Or heaven forbid, are you one of those strange creatures who is always twinkling… Continue reading Moods
It’s Quarter to Eight
I just finished reading an article on Quantum Jumping and watching a National Geographic special on distances, sizes, and ages of stars in the cosmos. so how can I bring myself back to an understanding of what possible difference fifteen minutes can make. Then I’m remembering the old “Relativity” example: The difference between two seconds in… Continue reading It’s Quarter to Eight