Intrinsic Heart

When you see water in a stream you say:  Oh, this is stream water; When you see water in the river you say:  Oh, this is water of the river; When you see ocean water you say:  This is the...

I wrote this poem at Lunar New Year, and now it’s being posted at the start of Nowruz, Persian New Year.  Today is the vernal equinox, the balance point and emergence point where we celebrate the energy and renewal of...

It’s been over a year now since I had my mystical experience sitting among the old folks in Wyatt’s Cafeteria eating my fried chicken, over a year since I saw those silver lines extending from my heart to every person...

Bow Down in Silence Bow down in silence to the earth, to the trees, to the moon, to the sun. It does not matter what the object is, what matters is bowing down – surrender, that feeling of gratitude. Wherever...

Don’t ask why the pine trees In the front garden Are gnarled and crooked. The straightness They were born with Is right there inside them.        Sekiso The dharma spring has never run dry; it is flowing even now. A...

Spring overall. But inside us there's another unity. Behind each eye here, one glowing water. Every forest branch moves differently in the breeze, but as they sway they connect at the roots. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi art by Christi Belcourt