Walking along the shore,
facing the horizon,
the crossing to the other side
Once again we had a wonderful retreat in an incredible setting near the seaside.
A happy Guru Yoga and Karma Yoga combination.
A poem by someone on the retreat:
I TOOK A WALK ALONG THE SHORE, THE SEA AND SKY I CAME BEFORE,
BUT ONE COULD NOT SEE,
WHERE SKY BECAME SEA,
YET SEA IS NOT SKY ARE BOTH THEN A LIE?
BOTH AROSE FROM THE MIND,
AND ARE OF THE SAME KIND,
MIND CAN BE SKY, MIND CAN BE SEA,
ALL APPEARS TO BE FULL,
BUT INSIDE IS EMPTY.
Poem 2:
A NAKED GREEN LADY, A BALD-HEADED MAN
A SCARY RED MONSTER, A MUSICAL CAN
TO EYES OF THE SLEEPING, AS NIGHTMARES OCCUR
SCARING THEM WITLESS, FROM LIFE’S DAILY SLUR
“JUST LET ME SLEEP LONGER, YOU SILLY BABOON!
WHAT GOOD ARE YOUR STORiES, OF WATER AND MOON?
TO SIT IN YOUR POSTURE, IT JUST HURTS MY KNEE!
GIVE ME SOME NECTAR, OR JUST LET ME BE!”
THE GURU WALKS ONWARD, AS EVER SO KIND
AND SMILES WITH COMPASSION, TO HIS CHILDREN OF MIND
