Wednesday, June 3, 2009
June 3 2009
A soft pearl grey atmosphere pervades the new mornings face. The jacaranda trees are weeping soft violet tears, flooding the nearby lawns, appearing as an impressionistic pallet of purple and green. There is a gentle breeze just brushing the locks of different tree plumes about tenderly. …..There is nothing but Mind here….There is a stillness about everything that is sacred. The Way Seeking Mind is always new and unknown. The triumph of the totality of life is the ending of the known. Love is always a shock, fear is memorized patterns of sorrow, modified here and there but never transcend able. .
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"There is a stillness about everything that is sacred. The Way Seeking Mind is always new and unknown. The triumph of the totality of life is the ending of the known."
That's beautiful! I love how you say it is always new and unknown. When the mind is quiet, it is amazing just what shows up. It reminds me of a poem I wrote last year called "The Unknown Happiness"...
THE UNKNOWN HAPPINESS
What is the key
to real Happiness?
It is a Love
that
We
Will never understand.
If we
can Live
each moment
Completely...
We all live Love
Without
ever knowing
its
Infinite
and
Mysterious
Power
---
much Love,
jacob
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