The following could be considered ‘a practice’ however we may look at it as a ‘non-practice’. We remove all that we can and… what remains? Enjoy this poetic guidance.
There is no need to pack for this journey of ours,
no toothbrush, no luggage, no planes, trains or cars
Dropping the thought that this journey is far
we have no need to wait to arrive where we are
Our birthname forgotten and roles left behind
we remove all the traces of how we once were defined
Closing our eyes we leave our senses alone
set aside past and future and return to our home
The mind may complain and say that it’s bored
always wanting an outcome, it seeks a reward
Let mind say what it will, allow these protests,
pay no attention, soon it will rest
What remains can’t be measured, no shape, color or size
nothing to hear or to see with the eyes
What cannot be removed cannot be denied,
re-discovering our Self, in this we abide
Turning back to the world, we take our stand as the light
experience losing its power to alter our sight
A simple yet comprehensive “practice”. Thank you again, Walter ❤️
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Letting go, traveling, moving, re-entering, always there, no destination, remaining, there we are, here we are, with each other.
Hey, have a wonderful day. Hope to see you soon.
Thank-you Sylvia, no distance! Safe travels, have a wonderful day also!
Heart emoji with a smile and a high five. Love this response, Walter. In gassho.
Beautiful!
Thank-you Holger!
When I read this beautiful poem it eased the separate self that tells me your not doing enough your still the separate self with thoughts and experiences that keep popping up. I sometimes feel shameful about my journey but I now know that’s the separate self talking. Patience is a virtue.
I’m glad you found this useful Judy ❤️