If you wanna hear the truth Listen to the wind If you wanna see beauty Look at the sea If you wanna understand Read the sky If you want everlasting love Marry Life. ©️A. Garden, August 2019
"28th Yesterday we were walking along the favourite road beside the noisy stream, in the narrow valley of dark pine trees, fields with flowers and in the distance the massive snow-covered covered mountain and a waterfall. It was enchanting, peaceful and cool. There, walking, that sacred blessing came, a thing that one could almost touch, … Continue reading Immeasurable enchantment ~ from Krishnamurti’s Notebook
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I ... An entity separate from the rest. The rest: planet, air, sky, tree, animal, other human, house, universe, Life. I ... Always right. The rest, Always wrong. I ... Marvelous. The rest ... Crap. I ... Entitled to desire, do and possess. The rest ... Might as well go to hell. I ... Always … Continue reading Madness of “I”
This pain. This heaviness. This bitterness. This tension. This discontent. Every morning. A bit of human psyche for me to dismantle today through seeing its reality. How light is living for small children. It takes great effort to create and sustain the experience of suffering. Picking up and carrying along bags of heavy matter: thoughts, … Continue reading “This too shall pass” ~ morning spontaneous writing
I wonder who am I writing for. I ask who is the writer I ask who is the reader I wonder if there actually is A who. On the surface play of ripples, You and I, some distance appart? "How safe is falling in love?" You ask. "Falling into the deep blue, Will we ever … Continue reading Wonder and fall
"It appears one is awakened merely to register a certain experience; this has happened quite often, for the past year. One was awakened this morning with a living feeling of joy; it was taking place as one woke up; it wasn't a thing in the past. It was actually taking place. It was coming, this … Continue reading Ecstasy ~ from Krishnamurti’s Notebook
It is here. This. Now. This immensity. This aloneness. Being. Never old. Never boring. Never limited. Never far. Never touchable. Never seen. Never heard. Never imaginable. Being. Never divided. Never together. Never afraid. Never conflicted. Never enthused. ©️A. Garden, July 2019