Sunday, December 20, 2020
Sunday, December 13, 2020
Two Can Tango so We all Can Dance
Two people from two different traditions both united by One Love. If they can do it why can't we all accept our differences allowing others to do what we all know needs doing which is practising tolerance along with sharing our mutual respect for others?
“He’s always teasing me,” the Archbishop laughed. “Almost the first time we met—do you remember? Maybe the first time you were a little reserved, but by the second time, you were taking my cap off my head. I don’t know that you wake up in the morning and say I’m going to become a friend to the Dalai Lama. It just happens. Scientists will come afterwards and analyze it. But I don’t think that he woke up either—at three—and said, “I think I’m going to be friends with that large-nosed black man from Africa. I think it was a communication of the heart. When we kept quiet, our hearts discovered that they were kindred spirits.
The Dalai Lama erupted into a belly laugh and then began pointing at the Archbishop. "His face, his face," he said gesturing to the Archbishop's bald head. " He looks like a monk now doesn't he?"
One love. Two people. Two people. One love.
Saturday, December 5, 2020
Wednesday, November 25, 2020
Hoarfrost (Tanka)
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when we are obsessed
demanding knowledge of all
we lose the beauty
the hoarfrost in its glory
does not need explanation
~cie~
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Saturday, November 21, 2020
The Worlds Economy
Economy is the basis of society. When the economy is stable, society develops. The ideal economy combines the spiritual and the material, and the best commodities to trade in are sincerity and love. - Morihei Ueshiba
Moving Target (Hybronnet)
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it's hard to ever save enough
when the target keeps on moving
rising bills less income makes rough
each month more spending, more losing
some folk are really shallow
they think others really like
their fields dead, not even fallow
so deep in debt, they can't get right
the rich get rich, the poor stay poor
driven down till they can't get up
some only love the golden lure
laughing at those down on their luck
some people have only money
their lack of kindness unfunny
~cie~
"some people are so poor all they have is money"
Poetry style: Hybronnet
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Saturday, November 14, 2020
There Are No Others
Pretentious persons posing as pragmatists present the rumour that they hold a moral candle by which they shine their light, their ego, therefore are better placed to perpetuate hate and division. They take sides. Sides cause division. Division causes war. War brings death to us. Politics presents a pantomime which has nothing to do whatsoever with pursuing a path paved to a better future as the litter left is not of the left nor the right nor the centre. It is the detritus fall out of playboys and girls provoking pain and discord by suggesting Nation-states override humanity, override migration when moving about the globe, our planet, our world. All is a force of nature and as the pandemic proves you cannot beat nature. We have to live with the concepts we have created whilst all the time being aware of better ways, of promoting those better ways that have nothing to do with state systems. But those systems we have created exist. We cannot simply tear them down for if we did pain, wars, conflict, division, hate, class belief, poverty, pollution would rise up like a tidal wave to crush us. All we can do is respect each other. Respect the one who doesn't share your view. Respect the one who some would have you hate. Respect those who live in palaces even though such places have no value to you. For once you start decrying the other no matter who you think the other is you are then no better than the other you deride. Respect all but stay true to you.
Thursday, November 5, 2020
DUTCHCORNER: Surrender
DUTCHCORNER: Surrender: Prompt The eye of the hurricane for Poets and Storytellers United I consider myself a spiritual person, especially in nature I have some...
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“Once when I was a teenager, my father and I were standing in line to buy tickets for the circus. Finally, there was only one other family between us and the ticket counter. This family made a big impression on me. There were eight children, all probably under the age of 12. The way they were dressed, you could tell they didn't have a lot of money, but their clothes were neat and clean. The children were well-behaved, all of them standing in line, two-by-two behind their parents, holding hands. They were excitedly jabbering about the clowns, animals, and all the acts they would be seeing that night. By their excitement, you could sense they had never been to the circus before. It would be a highlight of their lives.
The father and mother were at the head of the pack standing proud as could be. The mother was holding her husband's hand, looking up at him as if to say, "You're my knight in shining armor." He was smiling and enjoying seeing his family happy.
The ticket lady asked the man how many tickets he wanted? He proudly responded, "I'd like to buy eight children's tickets and two adult tickets, so I can take my family to the circus." The ticket lady stated the price. The man's wife let go of his hand, her head dropped, the man's lip began to quiver. Then he leaned a little closer and asked, "How much did you say?" The ticket lady again stated the price. The man didn't have enough money. How was he supposed to turn and tell his eight kids that he didn't have enough money to take them to the circus?
Seeing what was going on, my dad reached into his pocket, pulled out a $20 bill, and then dropped it on the ground. (We were not wealthy in any sense of the word!) My father bent down, picked up the $20 bill, tapped the man on the shoulder and said, "Excuse me, sir, this fell out of your pocket." The man understood what was going on. He wasn't begging for a handout but certainly appreciated the help in a desperate, heartbreaking and embarrassing situation. He looked straight into my dad's eyes, took my dad's hand in both of his, squeezed tightly onto the $20 bill, and with his lip quivering and a tear streaming down his cheek, he replied; "Thank you, thank you, sir. This really means a lot to me and my family."
My father and I went back to our car and drove home. The $20 that my dad gave away is what we were going to buy our own tickets with. Although we didn't get to see the circus that night, we both felt a joy inside us that was far greater than seeing the circus could ever provide. That day I learnt the value to Give. The Giver is bigger than the Receiver. If you want to be large, larger than life, learn to Give. Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything. The importance of giving, blessing others can never be overemphasized because there's always joy in giving. Learn to make someone happy by acts of giving.” ~ Katharine Hepburn
Thursday, October 29, 2020
Spooky Planets
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traveling planets
vagabond nomadic worlds
wanderers in space
~cie~
cosmic contemplations
My last few posts have been very verbose, so today I decided to KISS myself. For those who weren't reading self-help and recovery books in the 1970s and 1980s, KISS stands for Keep It Simple, Stupid. A simple concept on the surface, but when you're a complex simpleton like me, it's a hard one to grasp and maintain. I am infamous for taking on too much and relentlessly driving myself until nothing is any fun at all and I crash.
Anyway, today's Haiku is about rogue planets.
I find it both cool and terrifying that there are planets unattached to a solar system just floating around the galaxy. I believe that sometimes they may become attached to solar systems that they wander into, but don't quote me on that.
And now, here are the prompts that prompted me to pen this poem.
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Wednesday, October 28, 2020
LIfestyles of Tone Deaf Rich Twits
I can't stop wondering why vapid folk
always seem to be the ones with money
and why people that they wouldn't spit on
ooh and ahh about their selfish choices
why do awful people get to journey
down whatever path they choose on a whim
leaving a trail of abandoned notions
for the peons to clean up after them
why are people all too fascinated
with a Kardashian or anyone
who makes the most self-absorbed decision
everything is always about themselves
who knew milk on cereal could be good?
wait till you try butter on your toast, twerp
~cie~
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Sunday, October 25, 2020
Thursday, October 22, 2020
Serendipity: NAMASKAAR - an Acrostic
Serendipity: NAMASKAAR - an Acrostic: image from net N othing could be more A ccurate, than inspiration from M onks passed on from generations A llowing big surprises to ...
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Sunday, October 11, 2020
Tuesday, October 6, 2020
Following Desire
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there is no template
for souls following desire
dolphin is not dog
~cie~
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Sunday, October 4, 2020
Sunday, September 20, 2020
Words of Wisdom by David Hawkins M.D. Ph.D
The persons in a dispirited state of grief, regret, loss, and despondency come from the loss of the will to live. They walk down the street and see a sad world. This is actually experienced. We know that when we are in a sad state and walk down the street, we see the children and old people and think,” How sad.”We look at the buildings, see mankind’s condition when we open the newspaper, and think how sad life is. Our own energy field is coloring everything else. It is as if we put on colored glasses and then experience everything as being colored by this energy field.
People dominated by fear perceive this as a world of danger, a threatening, frightening world that is in constant jeopardy. When walking down the street in that energy field, they see danger all around them. They see threats and muggers everywhere; they think there is a rapist under the bed; and when they open the newspaper, they see the frightening conditions of life with its jeopardy and danger. They live inside their house, lock their car in their own garage, and then lock the garage that is attached to the house, which is locked and inside a fence, which is also locked. (Fear can be transformed into a more positive expression as caution.)
Having more police really does not help because where will the police be when one’s house is robbed? Of course, they are going to be at the other end of town, so that does not help. Trying to change the world does not assuage the fear energy because it is really coming from within one’s own energy field.
Hawkins M.D. Ph.D., David. Healing and Recovery (Kindle Locations 401-414). Veritas Publishing. Kindle Edition.Sunday, August 2, 2020
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Thought For The Day
"The fish trap exists because of the fish. Once you've gotten the fish you can forget the trap. The rabbit snare exists because of the rabbit. Once you've gotten the rabbit, you can forget the snare. Words exist because of meaning. Once you've gotten the meaning, you can forget the words. Where can I find a man who has forgotten words so I can talk with him?” -
Sunday, July 5, 2020
Thought for the Day
“Begin each day by telling yourself: Today I shall be meeting with interference, ingratitude, insolence, disloyalty, ill-will, and selfishness – all of them due to the offenders’ ignorance of what is good or evil. But for my part I have long perceived the nature of good and its nobility, the nature of evil and its meanness, and also the nature of the culprit himself, who is my brother (not in the physical sense, but as a fellow-creature similarly endowed with reason and a share of the divine); therefore none of those things can injure me, for nobody can implicate me in what is degrading. Neither can I be angry with my brother or fall foul of him; for he and I were born to work together, like a man’s two hands, feet or eyelids, or the upper and lower rows of his teeth. To obstruct each other is against Nature’s law – and what is irritation or aversion but a form of obstruction.” ― Meditations
I have been reading the posthumously published book of Marcus Aurelius which has been entitled "Meditations." It was never a book about meditating nor did the author give his work a title. It was a journal the Roman Emperor updated daily. I think Marcus Aurelius was right in so much he had to say. What I find odd is the way followers of such wisdom, having discovered and absorbed the wisdom shared, still divide that wisdom into convenient groups. If Marcus Aurelius was Stoic then so was Siddartha Guatama. as was Jiddu Krishnamurti but also Lao Tzu. The similarities they shared reveal how the differences they had were in the name their followers created after their deaths, not the wisdom they spoke off in life. We really do not need groups or symbols for neither attach any worth or add any truth.
The only sight alteration I would make to the above quote is regarding good and evil as they surely are man-made concepts but not nature made?
The only sight alteration I would make to the above quote is regarding good and evil as they surely are man-made concepts but not nature made?
Saturday, June 27, 2020
Sunday, June 21, 2020
Macro Photography Session | Multiple Species
Macro Photography Session | Multiple Species: Hi everyone Back to another session of macro photography. Today let's take another look at multiple species from a macro perspective trying to bring life and emotion to the images. It's amazing how macros with their blurred background can result in...
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Without going out of your door
Without going out of doors one may know the whole world; without looking out of the window, one may see the Way of Heaven. The further one travels, the less one may know.
Thus it is that without moving you shall know; without looking you shall see; without doing you shall achieve.
Sunday, June 14, 2020
faith, hope, and love; but the greatest of them all is love.
“Love is patient; love is kind and envies no one.
Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude;
never selfish, not quick to take offense.
There is nothing love cannot face;
there is no limit to its faith,
its hope, and endurance.
In a word, there are three things
that last forever: faith, hope, and love;
but the greatest of them all is love.” - Biblical Quote
Sunday, June 7, 2020
1st Verse of the Tao Te Ching
The name that can be named is not the eternal name.
The nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth.
The named is the mother of ten thousand things.
Ever desireless, one can see the mystery.
Ever desiring, one can see the manifestations.
These two spring from the same source but differ in name;
this appears as darkness.
Darkness within darkness.
The gateway to all mystery.
Paradoxes fill Eastern Philosophy. Paradoxes that to the Western mind can cause conflict and confusion. Yet these paradoxes are not so paradoxical as they first seem. When we humans name a thing, a thing that is greater than us, inexplicable to us, seemingly unknowable and strange to us, we then seek to give it a name so that we can better understand that which we cannot fully comprehend. We could name the great unknowable God or truth or Dharma or nature. The name is immaterial. It is our desire to know the thing that confuses us that causes the problem. Desire of itself presents only greater issues yet once we simply accept that what is is what is, when we stop trying to fathom the unfathomable so we begin to be free of desire and start to be part of the endless continuum. By allowing rather than wanting so we proceed through life contented. It is our desire for things that produces adverse problems within our minds. Stop wanting. Start allowing.
Sunday, May 31, 2020
On Leadership by Marcus Aurelius - A Prayer for Donald Trump
Marcus Aurelius was a Roman Emperor. But not just any Roman Leader nor for that matter just any leader. He was an exceptional leader and a very exceptional man. The modern world would be better off to have, if we need leaders at all, more like him. His rules were much like his lifestyle, simple.
- Get along with other people
- Be hardworking and conscientious
- Don’t seek praise or flatter others
- Don’t be afraid of criticism
- Be content with the simple things in life
“Among men who rise to fame and leadership two types are recognizable—those who are born with a belief in themselves and those in whom it is a slow growth dependent on actual achievement. To the men of the last type their own success is a constant surprise, and its fruits the more delicious, yet to be tested cautiously with a haunting sense of doubt whether it is not all a dream. In that doubt lies true modesty, not the sham of insincere self-depreciation but the modesty of “moderation,” in the Greek sense. It is poise, not pose.”
The people of America need all the strength and love their President can muster for he has a task with the coronavirus that requires all those component parts but also George Floyd's murder and the subsequent riots to deal with. He needs to have and to adopt - love, fortitude, modesty, to be hardworking, conscientious, unafraid of criticism but above all else to remember Marcus Aurelius words - "Understand that people exist to help one another."
Sunday, May 24, 2020
At the end of the Hope Arched Rainbow
At the end of the Hope Arched Rainbow: There is always going to be that space where time stops and shows you that the moments are never hard to miss. You can still the frame of your picture like-like minutes growing bold as you look at it deeply in the eye. Only that time will give you...
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Zeno
Zeno was named a Stoic. Laotzi was named a Taoist. Siddartha Guatama was named a Buddhist. Rumi was named a Muslim. Jesus was named a Christian. Baruch Spinoza was named a Pantheist. Those people were wise beyond wise. The names of the groups they were claimed as being of were not what they were. Those names create division. There are no groups. What is is what is. The same wisdom through many words but of one voice.
Monday, May 18, 2020
Sly Likes: Feminist Poetry from H. Hennenburg
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The statue depicts Dame Millicent Fawcett (11 June 1847 – 5 August 1929), an iconic British feminist.
Today I encountered a thought-provoking poem entitled The Shape of Water. It was written by H. Hennenburg in 1998.
"But do you know that a woman's voice will change the world slowly? Light will creep in where she unburdens her heart."
This poem inspired a train of thought for me.
It makes me think of a line from the song by Ten Years After.
"I'd love to change the world but I don't know what to do. So I leave it up to you."
Then there's another song that comes to mind, this one by Ani DiFranco.
"I am not a pretty girl, that is not what I do."
Here I am, a woman who sees the ways in which we could be kinder to one another and make the world a better place. But since I am a strange old bird and not pretty at all, I have a hard time making myself heard. The world doesn't tend to listen to women who look like me.
Then again, they don't tend to listen to the women that men fall all over themselves to get next to either.
~Sly Has Spoken~
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Sly Fawkes is your ornery old Aunt Cie's snarky political alter-ego.
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