A psychospiritual poem.
A short pyschospiritual poem.
spoken in the early morning forest
to all of humanity.
explorer of mountains and mud,
and reveal the practice of Attentive-Aimlessness
for the sake of all [non]beings.
Peace in all these steps.
Travelling to the Lotus Temple.
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How moral can it be?
It is a thing I’ve been avoiding. I haven’t wanted to discuss addiction. But, in all honesty, addiction has been my teacher and I pay infinite respect to my guru.
Open 24 hours a day. 7 days a week. This heart bleeds for you, and for us and for them. I open it further and the blood gushes, filling the infinite mulitverses with a physical and nurturing compassion.
A wandering father shares a poem on fatherhood.
Stuck in the past.