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Today I heard the term "squeezing happiness". It is actually a form of greed. As we all want happiness, some of us tend to chase after happiness excessively. The moment we think we found happiness, we tend to squeeze "happiness" so hard that we literally take the life force out of it. Gasp! :-(
Thu, May 15, 2008 - 10:20 PM
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There are really three kinds of greed, the first is "chasing happiness" which is the delusion of believing happiness is outside ourselves as an externally existing concrete phenomenon, and never bei... read more
even the smallest of creatures embrace the sky
Thu, May 15, 2008 - 9:33 AM
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open their tender wings to the silvery morning sun the flowers in the woods whisper their story in perfect likeness listen hidden behind the shadows of the mossy grasses even the smallest of creatures knows her heart tender strength is hidden inside her soft petals where subtle scents mix with happy songs and as the new sun arises high into the sky dome the clouds taste once more so sweet and ripe in the reflection of the the flowi... read more
This flute plays
Wed, May 14, 2008 - 12:52 PM
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awakened songs many rivers dry up new rivers emerge but the flute keeps playing into the ether and beyond this remembrance completes what we came here for as a beautiful song we are swept along and into other calm rivers of peace! ------------------------------------ the sky again tastes of raspberries of strawberries perhaps some blueberries spring smells linger silent songs resonate unity vibrates the cosmos celebrates yes, we are one
out of the purple
Tue, May 13, 2008 - 7:01 PM
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the birds fly high then silence breaks the sky you can hear a cat yawning a scarf drying in the wind a caterpillar walking bending grasses whisper the very seed inside my heart has been planted to grow and fly don't try to fly too soon just feel the gentle floating lift look at the horizon which tastes of raspberries the birds are already gone and the air is still silent the tulips explode powder neither a twig nor a cloud can measure what is distance as i... read more
pour out all you are
Tue, May 13, 2008 - 1:34 PM
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on each being with a smile forget what is mine and what yours when outside and inside become one and the same what is - flows out to all refills empty jars as you return from the forest offer another flower when even silence vanishes what is left?
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