C.M. Rivers
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Tag: Love
Peace I Leave With You
May you ever walk in kindness, be it a walk of haste or of leisure – peace I leave with you. If you find gold in the stream may you throw it back – peace I leave with you. May your hands be generous,… Continue Reading “Peace I Leave With You”
Fellow Travelers
There is more than one world. Turn your attention now, away from the one that is always trying to sell you something, for time is short and you have work to do. Befriend yourself, settle into a homecoming, apprentice yourself to the dear friend… Continue Reading “Fellow Travelers”
These Particular Blues
It was one of those days when the movie of your life should have won an Academy award for best screenplay. The twists and turns knocked everyone out, the plot was as tight as high-end waterproof luggage, and the soundtrack matched how everyone felt… Continue Reading “These Particular Blues”
Dear Diary
You must not complain about dust. Dust becomes cloud becomes rain becomes forest becomes life, so you must not complain about dust as you wipe it from a table, books, shelves. May there be an empty space in the palm of my hand, where… Continue Reading “Dear Diary”
Dharma Wonderland
Kennedy, King and Lennon. Public squalor, private wealth. What is this strange country, the United States of America? It is the dog that – when left unattended – discovers everything on the table is within reach, the pleasure and the poison, and devours both.… Continue Reading “Dharma Wonderland”
Pilgrimage
All day long, I see things a painter would paint. What is there to complain about? Even my own pain has been endured by thousands before me, and depicted by master sculptors. Pilgrimage, penance, failure, learning to hold one’s self tenderly, in friendship –… Continue Reading “Pilgrimage”
Merlyn
The mountains are alive with fire, transcendent breath, vigorous and endless. Though they have been given a name, a part of them will always be nameless, and I could say the same about myself. I heed the call, after all, of mist-laden glades. I… Continue Reading “Merlyn”
Chogyam Trungpa’s Saddle Analogy
I just love this passage from Smile at Fear: Awakening the True Heart of Bravery by Chogyam Trungpa. To arrive at this place he describes, within one’s self, must be to arrive at a place of deep, deep peace. “In the saddle, as… Continue Reading “Chogyam Trungpa’s Saddle Analogy”
Recipe
Life is the approximation of cooking, not the exactitude of baking. It’s a messy project, not a calculation, more art than arithmetic. There are an infinite number of ways to proceed. Be curious, consider the methods used by everyone you meet and, in doing… Continue Reading “Recipe”
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“If every 8-year-old in the world is taught meditation, we will eliminate violence from the world within one generation.” – Dalai Lama
“May I be the tiniest nail in the house of the universe. Tiny, but useful.” – Mary Oliver
“Who has not felt the urge to throw a loaf of bread and a pound of tea in an old sack and jump over the back fence.” John Muir
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