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Drawing Memory

Image shows a pastel drawing of an ocean beach. There are waves coming to shore. On the right is a large boulder, with a yellow sun just to the left of the boulder.

Consider all the pain and all the pleasure
You have ever experienced
As waves on a very deep ocean which you are.

From the depths, witness those waves,
Rolling along so bravely, always changing,
Beautiful in their self-sustaining power.

Marvel that once, you identified with
Only the surface of this ocean.
Now embrace waves, depths, undersea mountains,
Out to the farthest shore.
~Insight verse 136, “The Radiance Sutras”, Lorin Roche, PhD.
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The image I drew in a recent Playing With Creativity and Meditation class that my friend Andrea Abrahamson and I co-teach at the online Radiance Sutras School of Meditation. It was her turn to facilitate, and the theme was travel.  

Going into the meditation, we were invited to attune to our senses. I live on a really busy street, and the ebb and flow of traffic began to sound like ocean waves to me.  I could see the image I drew so clearly, so out it came.  As I worked with the pastels, my fingers blending the colours together also sounded like the ocean to me, so I played with that… moving my hand and much of my body, creating the sound of the ocean. The movement of waves. The tingling of my fingers reminded me a little of the sharp tingling of sand under my bare feet.

It’s my favourite little beach in Pacific Palisades, and is still closed after the January fires. I looked at the satellite map recently, tracing the route down the twists and turns down Sunset Blvd. that I’ve enjoyed driving.  So much is gone; I’m not sure when I’ll have the heart to make the drive again. It’s so wonderful to have the memory of it, and now this image, as one of my doorways into meditation.

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Sutra 16, The Radiance Sutras

Sutra 16

The roar of joy that set the worlds in motion
Is reverberating in your body
And the space between all bodies.
Beloved, listen.

Find that exuberant vibration
Rising new in every moment,
Humming in your secret places,
Resounding through the channels of delight.
Know you are flooded by it always.

Float with the sound.
Melt with it into divine silence.
The sacred power of space will carry you
Into the dancing radiant emptiness
That is the source of all.
The ocean of sound is inviting you
Into its spacious embrace,
Calling you home.

“The Radiance Sutras”, Lorin Roche, PhD

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Just So

Image shows a rippling sunlit pool of water surrounded by rocks and ferns.

I started as expected.
The Way
it is done.
Eyes closed.
Hands folded just so.
Then I felt my bones
pressing into the stone seat.
A blade of grass
Tickled my foot.

My eyes opened.
I watched bees gather
at the waters edge
to share a drink
and talk of sweetest flowers.

Two butterflies dared each other
on invisible currents.

Bird landed,
flitted
and chirped.

A rock leaned over to talk
to a tree.

Tree curve echoed
the curve of the creek.

And I knew.

It is every bit as much a prayer,
being part of things as they unfold,
As to sit.
As expected.
The Way
it is done.
Eyes closed.
Hands folded just so.

~AMS 16 Aug 17

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Writers’ Block

Image shows black and white photograph of a hand holding a pen, while resting on paper

I sit at the table
and time drifts by.

The weight of the pen is loose
in my fingers.
The paper
cool, and rough.

No matter how long I stare,
thought do not appear.

So I scatter words
across the page

Like bones

And wait
for the Oracle
to reveal
her Wisdom.